http://slow.writerscafe.org/AmericanStandard The original writings of author AmericanStandard en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776079348 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  This Enchantress that haunts me,Is like someone I’ve never seen.Her eyes pierce right through me,But yet I do not bleed. Her passion I invoke,To come join me in a dance.Two bodies entwined together,In some mystical midnight trance. This, which I cannot hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/356518/  Waking in the dark and seeing numbers on the window.Not sure where I am so I begin to panic.I shift left and right and realize that my clothes are on the dresser.How did they get there?Where am I?I look again at the window and the numbers are taunting me,I can’t move&hellip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/356513/ Who's the one that controls the pain?As you try to search for that one great love, and hearing no voice calling from above, you start to wonder if the Almighty is there, then you realize you're caught in a dare.A dare from the devil asking to choose, which will you pick? How much will yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/353112/  My story of good and evil is a story unheard,So listen closely to what is said as I scream out every word.This battle is not raged between heaven and hell,This battle has nothing to do with God or Satan and the riddles that they tell.This war is fought body and mind versus heart and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/353054/  Whispering winds turn my face again The thought of another growing dimmer in the light The fleet of a passing leaf draws my attention to reality As the footsteps of yesterday echo in my ears A face sliding past my mind turning away as time flashes by .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/353045/  Praying to a God I'm not sure even exists,Looking through blurred vision at a ghost passing by.I follow this spirit in hopes that it will lead me to peace,Free from all the turmoil my life has already become.The God I pray to still does not return my call,I ask the spirit if this g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/353042/  Helps dull my mindHelps me unwindWhy must I rely onThe BottleGot me in jailPut me thru hellAnd everyone sellsThe BottleMakes me act dumbSometimes can't cum!I should just be done withThe BottleI look in the fridge, it's thereIt's in the bars, and everywhereI need a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/353040/  I look at the world thru partly closed eyes, Feeling the warm glow of sunshine as I climb from the depths of my slumber.Seeing how life surrounds me with the force of temptation and the hunger growing as I look up towards the apple tree.I reach towards my fate and pluck it from the bra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/353037/ "Empty glass,Last cigarette."Last dance,No more regrets.Lights down low,Feelings remain.Moving slow,To remember the pain."Empty glass,Last cigarette.Closing time,And I'm drunk again."Empty glass.Last time goodbye.Watchin you,Walk out of my life.Lov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/353024/  Imagine, if you will, last call at a bar.Sad? Yes.So you stumble out to your car.Now imagine driving down the rode,Radio blaring way to loud.You try your best to keep it straight,But your heads up in the clouds.You never see it happen,You never feel the crash.The medic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AmericanStandard/353021/