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			<title>Ignore This</title>
			<description>Just Temp</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1789866/</link>
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			<title>Temp title #1337</title>
			<description>Standing amongst the flames, theflames dancing around me unnoticed, I stare up at the sky, now visible throughthe newly formed hole in my roof. &amp;ldquo;Why&amp;hellip;why did I have to be born intomagic?!?&quot; Clutching at my head I drop to my knees. &quot;I just wanted tobe normal...&quot; screaming out, the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1784550/</link>
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			<title>Temp title #1337</title>
			<description>SeveralMonths later, several borders and a new continent away. &amp;ldquo;May I get youanything else?&amp;rdquo; Looking up, my eyes locking onto the waitresses, she squirmsunder my gaze, unable to break away. &amp;ldquo;uhh&amp;hellip;sir?&amp;rdquo; Fidgeting more, she scurriesoff when I break my gaze from he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1784549/</link>
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			<title>Temp Title #1344</title>
			<description>	I always would just, kinda sit here and stare at the ceiling. Then you came along, and gave me the best years of my life. I used to never think I would amount to anything, but now&amp;hellip;now I feel like my life was perfect. Yet, even you ended up leaving. It was like I was being tested. You were my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1770173/</link>
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			<title>Random Title #DollarSign</title>
			<description>I can&amp;rsquo;t ignoreThese feelingsThat wrap around meEven though I want toForget it all.&amp;nbsp;Slowly my sensesOverloadMy emotions haveOverflowed&amp;nbsp;Digging deeperGoing fartherThe blood Not enough to satisfy&amp;nbsp;In the end all I w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1767136/</link>
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			<title>Temporary Story Title/Thing</title>
			<description>Erik woke up 50 years into the future as a vampire, and struggles to figure out his life from there on in.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1733953/</link>
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			<title>Random Title #1515</title>
			<description>So NowThe Rain comes on downAnd you feelLike you willDrown&amp;nbsp;Don&amp;rsquo;t fearFor I am hereTo help youWeather this storm.&amp;nbsp;I shallShelter youFrom the elementsFrom the painThe Suffering&amp;nbsp;Even if it kills meI will do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1729153/</link>
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			<title>Up All Night</title>
			<description>You took my handAnd we slowlyBecame superClose&amp;nbsp;Now all I amIs a shellSlowly being washed awayBy a waterfallOf Tears&amp;nbsp;Nothing is left insideAs I see youWalk along With someone else&amp;nbsp;Hand in handAll I can do is daydream..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1725616/</link>
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			<title>Overdose</title>
			<description>I can&amp;rsquo;t ignoreThese feelingsThat wrap around meEven though I want toForget it all.&amp;nbsp;Slowly my sensesOverloadMy emotions haveOverflowed&amp;nbsp;Digging deeperGoing fartherThe blood Not enough to satisfy&amp;nbsp;In the end all I w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1725222/</link>
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			<title>Forgotten</title>
			<description>Sometimes I wonderThat when I dieIf anyone willRemember me&amp;nbsp;Will I just beAnother regret?Or will I beSomething much more?&amp;nbsp;Will people actuallyRemember meFor who I was?Or for whoThey thought I was?&amp;nbsp;Will they put asideAl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1720221/</link>
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			<title>Text me back</title>
			<description>All I ever wantedWas for you to Text me back&amp;hellip;Now here I am.&amp;nbsp;Full of tears, walkingDown a roadOne oh so lonelyUnable to take the stressSo I walk onAnd onAnd on&amp;nbsp;Ignoring the real wordForgetting to eatMissing SleepChecking..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1715200/</link>
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			<title>Unfaithful</title>
			<description>My soul fullOf sorrowOne that rips apartMy barely beating heartKnowing thatShe was unfaithful&amp;nbsp;Was I not good enough?Was I not the one for you?Why take me on thisHeart achingHeart breakingJourney? &amp;nbsp;When all along you neverLoved me,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1715175/</link>
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			<title>One Last Chance</title>
			<description>The stars shining brightMy heart beatingFull of frightThe moment was fleeting&amp;nbsp;But I was going toMake sure it was alrightI had no idea what to doBut I&amp;rsquo;d use all my might&amp;nbsp;Grabbing her shoulderStopping her from walking awayFeeling slightly..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1710306/</link>
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			<title>Temp</title>
			<description>Summery&amp;nbsp;With the mechanical ticking of theheart, she was brought to life. Her surroundings confusing, nothing but greys withcolor slowly bleeding into the landscape with her perspective slowly becomingclearer, able to make out her surroundings and the horror behind them. With theclickin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1699992/</link>
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			<title>My Heart</title>
			<description>You opened my eyesMade my life look goodYou stood for yourselfI ended upLoving you&amp;nbsp;I wanted toShow you myHeart andMy soulTo show you&amp;nbsp;That I wantTo be your manThat I&amp;rsquo;d treat youRight, but I didn&amp;rsquo;t realize&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1686258/</link>
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			<title>Poem #7</title>
			<description>Every nightI lay hereStaring at the skyTalking to you&amp;nbsp;About all the mistakesAbout all my heart acheAbout everythingThat goes on&amp;nbsp;From every smileTo every tearI just lay here.Some days&amp;nbsp;I say I&amp;rsquo;m sorryFor only talking..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1674716/</link>
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			<title>Just For You</title>
			<description>Don&amp;rsquo;t tell meThat I Should justGive up&amp;nbsp;That I wasOut of timeThatI would&amp;nbsp;Be better offBeingByMyself&amp;nbsp;Yet I still Will tell youThat I will waitUntil the end of time&amp;nbsp;Just to be with youSo please..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1674063/</link>
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			<title>Yandere Idea</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Knife inhand I approached her cowering form, her eyes filled with fear and tears as shelooks up at my looming form. &amp;ldquo;Now honey&amp;hellip;why&amp;rsquo;d you have to go and do that&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Itrail the knife along her neck. &amp;ldquo;Didn&amp;rsquo;t ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1672870/</link>
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			<title>Story Title</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;You daredto challenge me, and bested me.&amp;rdquo; Coughing up blood, the God looks into my eyes.&amp;ldquo;What type of monster are you, to be able to best the Gods of War in faircombat?&amp;rdquo; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1672864/</link>
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			<title>Story 6</title>
			<description>You don&amp;rsquo;t have to beA supermodelTo take my breath Away&amp;nbsp;You deserve somebodyWho will love youMore than you knowSo why&amp;nbsp;Would you settle for less?When they don&amp;rsquo;t tryTo be the bestTo deserve&amp;nbsp;Having you in their life..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1666083/</link>
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			<title>Poem #5</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m tiredOf being all aloneWith no one aroundWho can hear the &amp;nbsp;Screams of my heart.Ever so loudAnd ever so clearYet no one can hear&amp;nbsp;For they all view meAs disposableAs just a thingTo be used&amp;nbsp;To be abusedTo be honest..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1662259/</link>
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			<title>Poem #4</title>
			<description>So many mistakesSo few reasons to liveI just needTo find a way to let go&amp;nbsp;When the darkness approachedI welcomed it warmlyFeeling each sliceCutting deeper than the last&amp;nbsp;And enjoyingThe numbness that Followed.&amp;nbsp;Then there wasThe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1662238/</link>
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			<title>CHAPTER 1: START</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Come join the Sons and Daughtersof the Shepard and receive the ultimate honor, the Shepard shall bring all ofhis flock into the Holy Land, do not fear his Judgement and repent! We shallassist you in overcoming the abusive hold that your Religion holds over you.&amp;rdquo; The priest reaches..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1662024/</link>
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			<title>OPENING</title>
			<description>Death is like an elder brother,standing behind us, guiding us into his loving embrace. Some people have nofear of him, going willingly when he calls. Others kick and scream, afraid ofwhat he might do once they give into him. Then there is the rest of us, theones that while having embraced hi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1662023/</link>
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			<title>Temp Title</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1662022/</link>
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			<title>Forever Alone</title>
			<description>So much I wanted to sayBut so little that I couldNow I am a heartbreakerAlone forever&amp;nbsp;There is no happilyEver afterLeft for meIn this life&amp;nbsp;There is no moreSmilesFor they have beenReplaced by tears&amp;nbsp;These tearsRain down..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1654947/</link>
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			<title>Lost in Love</title>
			<description>TRIGGER WARNING: Just as a warning there are some triggering mentions in this work of fiction, read at your own risk if you are easily triggered (Although this isn't Tumblr)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1642713/</link>
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			<title>Poem #3</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m the raver deep insideI&amp;rsquo;m the rainbow up aboveThis is meWhy can&amp;rsquo;t you agree?&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m the biggest regretI&amp;rsquo;m the best mistakeAll of theseHave been told to me&amp;nbsp;Even by peopleThat I never datedThey call me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1640804/</link>
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			<title>Poem #2</title>
			<description>Why don&amp;rsquo;t you seeThat these feelingsAre only for you?&amp;nbsp;Why must IFade to grayFor you to seeThat I exist?&amp;nbsp;Oh why can&amp;rsquo;t you seeThat you make the colorsFade from grayAnd brighten up the day&amp;nbsp;From night to dayYou&amp;rsquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1640291/</link>
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			<title>Peom #1</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1634075/</link>
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			<title>Just stop</title>
			<description>StopJust stopStop the liesStop the painWhen you saidGoodbyeThe pain amplifiedTo the extent ofKnives slidingAcross the skinTrying to distractOneself from painFrom the AnguishThat is calledLoveFor even thoughWe've hurt each otherAnd have tried to moveOn to better pasturesI cannotFor true loveDoesn'tDi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1632504/</link>
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			<title>Bullet in my Heart</title>
			<description>Trying to notOpen up theseWounds,barely&amp;nbsp;Succeeding.Then withOne look atYou, theArmor breaks.Each wordA bullet tearingThrough myDefenseless heart.Then there's herMy escapeMy shelterThe one thatCares forThe woundsYou leftDeeply ingrained&amp;nbsp;In my heart</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1629950/</link>
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			<title>Revolution, A Midworld Fantasy: Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Normally a guy waking up, in bed, with 6 women wouldbe a dream come true. But, not so for me, in fact, it was just another headacheduring my daily life as a licensed Summoner. To top off the headache they giveme, is the fact that they're always jealous of each other, and super overpro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1622133/</link>
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			<title>Revolution, A Midworld Fantasy: Opening</title>
			<description>With the sound ofthunder rolling overhead, I jolted awake. Blinking away tears I let out a heavysigh.&amp;nbsp;I saw her again, in my dreams.&amp;nbsp;Looking at the clock Idecided to get out of bed. &amp;ldquo;Only an hour of sleep, but there is no way that Iwill be able to go back to sleep.&amp;rdquo; Mut..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1614601/</link>
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			<title>Click Click Boom</title>
			<description>Every time I see youIs like a bulletDriving itself deepInto my heartI thought I couldTake the painI thought I couldStay saneIt got to the pointWhere I couldNo longer bearTo hear your nameSo I ran and ranDeeper into myOwn heart I wentBarricading everyoneSealing myself tightWith layers upon layersOf f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1601517/</link>
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			<title>Revolution:A Midworld Fantasy-Chapter 1, Temp</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Welcome everyone, to your first day at Anima LiberaAcademy, College for the Gifted.&amp;rdquo; Looking up at the voice I stifle a yawn. Why&amp;rsquo;d I even apply for this school. Istare up at the ceiling, counting the tiles as the speaker drones o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1598812/</link>
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			<title>Run?</title>
			<description>Every dayIs oh so lonelyEven when you sayYou'll be there for meThese feelingsOne of betrayalOne of depressionOne of anxiety&amp;nbsp;One of FearHope slowlyDisappearsHappiness slowlyVanishes&amp;nbsp;Now all we can doIs either stand our groundOr run and never look back</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1596997/</link>
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			<title>Whats Left</title>
			<description>This is just a poem Iw rote for my story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1595845/</link>
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			<title>Revolution:A Midworld Fantasy-Chapter 1, Part A</title>
			<description>&quot;Welcome everyone to your first day to Anima LiberaAcademy! I will be your principal for the next 4 years, my name is Violete Gothik.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I stifle a yawnand look up at the soft sing-song voice coming from the stage.&amp;nbsp;How'd ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1595292/</link>
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			<title>This Beast</title>
			<description>Terrified and hidingDeep down insideLies a beastOf ones ownCreationOne that doesn'tAllow us to speak upTo shout outTo get others to listenThis beastThis dreadfulTerribleBeastIs calledFearFear ofRejectionDisapprovalAnything badSo we sit tightCrying softly toOurselves as wePray to a beingBe it a godOr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1591356/</link>
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			<title>I'm okay</title>
			<description>Every dayI'm askedIf I am okayAs ifThe answer will ever change fromNo, I'm notFollowed by a laugh andPushed asideAs if I willFinally open upAnd let outAll the painSo to the next person that asksNoI am not okayI'm never okayI never will be okayJust realize this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1586837/</link>
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			<title>My Heart</title>
			<description>The days are so coldNow that you're goneThe nights grow oldAs I listen to our songI was your angelAnd you were myGod sendMy heart beatsTo see your smileEven if it is onlyEvery once in a whileThe daysNow grown oldThe nightsEspecially coldI still feelYour body next to mineAs ifYou were still hereThe m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1579620/</link>
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			<title>How do you love me?</title>
			<description>Dunno, just kinda write as my heart feels</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1558216/</link>
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			<title>Sayonara</title>
			<description>I love youTell me whyI just&amp;nbsp;Can not say goodbyeIn my heartThe truth liesJust tell meThat I'm wrongThat I should move onI just can'tStop loving you.Looking aroundThe people thatUsed to surroundThat were often aroundAre no where to be foundPlease tellMe why this isThat I am nowJust another lonely..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1544175/</link>
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			<title>Part 2 B</title>
			<description>WIP but yeah</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1533406/</link>
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			<title>Part 2 Yet To Be Named.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can't waitto see Senpai tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;But first I have to..finish..what Istarted.&amp;nbsp;I release a soft cackle as I stoke the furnace, the fire nowraging. Tossing in my coat, I wait until the putrid stench of burning flesh andhair is gone bef..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1529063/</link>
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			<title>Diary Entry 1</title>
			<description>Diary entry 1&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dear diary&amp;hellip; today, I accidentally brushedlips with one of the cutest guys I&amp;rsquo;ve ever seen in my life&amp;hellip; his lips tasted ofheaven. I think I&amp;rsquo;m in love&amp;hellip;But ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1529045/</link>
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			<title>Temp-Do Not Publish</title>
			<description>Kale Kormac-19 year old American, studying abroad in Japan.Victoria Hughes-17 year old. Half British/Half Japanese. Father is a British man on business, mother a Japanese w***e. Often bullied for being a &quot;half breed&quot; and not accepted by her fellow students. Is what you call a Yandere.&amp;nbsp;Elise Kor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1529039/</link>
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			<title>What if?</title>
			<description>WhyDo I feelThis needTo breakAway from the rulesFrom the standardsSet by othersBefore meFor what is normalFor what is rightFor what is properWhy?Now I sit hereThinkingDo I notBelong?Will I getRejected becauseMy opinion differsFrom those whoAre &quot;always right&quot;?Or am I just aPart of a movementOne where..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1528468/</link>
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			<title>Regret</title>
			<description>Drifting aroundFeeling emotionallyFrozenWaitingFor that dayTo be able toFeelTo be able toLove someoneI shouldn'tBe able to surviveThis darkCold homeThat I have createdLacking lightLacking compassionLeaving behind just&amp;nbsp;A bloody trailOf regretAnd depression</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Grismak/1517841/</link>
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