http://slow.writerscafe.org/davidwinters13 The original writings of author David Winters en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776214103 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Living in the momentInvincible to the world Dying in our faithRedemption is the key Walking in the worldA place of constant war Breathing in sweet airAn object of salvation Singing to the defAn act of charity Smiling at the blindSomething they.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/722952/ Sometimes words are not enoughThe crimson tears leaking from my veinsWill always show how I truely feel http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/719010/ Pain to go on another daySprrow for people who live this wayHurt as the tears run down my cheeksGuilt for my actions, over the weeksAnguish fillls my head all nightAfflicted now by love's last lightInflicting pain throughout the yearsTormenting thoughts always bring.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/718587/ A single tear drops from my faceSentenced to painI'm such a disgraceI'm watching the rainAs it falls down my cheeksI trip in the mudIt's been raining for weeksI see the bloodIt falls from my wristI try so hardWill I ever be missed? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/717949/ Without a name, without a faceI will wander throughout the nightI do not know where I will goTrue eternitry will never endWith blistered feet and broken heartMy sould drags on, not taking flightWeak or strong, coward or braveDeath will conquer our mortal livesSometimes blood is all w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/717948/ The old and the wiseThey tell me these thingsBetter to die on your feet Than live on your kneesThese old wordsDo they ring true?Death of a hero?Or life of a coward? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/717946/ A poem full of (some hidden) meanings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/717945/ Death is never far awayCuts on my wrist are here to stayThinking thoughts of life now deadFalling down, can't hold my headBlood is raining from the skyI'm running now, it's time to dieNeedles keep on coming out I try so hard, can't hear me shoutThe walls are breathing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/717554/ SETTING1952 - Diner on the side of the highway in the western United States. CHARACTERSWaitress.....................A lady who works at the diner.Mr. Jensen.................Traveling businessman on his way to L.A.Stalker.......................A shady character in a trench coat.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/717218/ Here I sitDarkness surrounds meConsumes mels in me Here I waitwatching at the windowwatching peoplewatching me Here I liveIn this darkened placeIn a desertDeserted Here I WriteThe words in my mindWords of my heartWords of my soul Here I sit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/717179/ It is finishedHe is risenHear ye Him Death is not the endnot a scourge not the sad He lived for uspayed for usdied for us Three daysHe lived againWe will live with Him http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/717046/ This is the world I dream of. I wrote this to kinda vent my anger at the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/715734/ A piece I wrote for school. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/715611/      According to Christina Hoff Sommers, it's a bad time to be a boy in America. There have been many reports everywhere from documentaries to psychologists claiming that as girls are raising higher in the academic world, boys are falling. The fact is, boys have fallen behind gi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/715604/ I wrote this for my english class. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/715601/ We sit in this worldAwaiting deathWe have nowhere to goWe all must dieBut we still have timeIt's not over yetLet's spend our livesSo we never forgetLife is cruel And life is sweetWhat a seemingly endless treatWe sit in this worldAwaiting deathWe have nowhere to goLet's ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/715196/ Just wanted to write a monologue and this is what I came up with... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/715178/ This poem is all about the day we did election stuff for student council next year. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714642/      The streets of Dublin were empty. A gloomy haze floated in the midnight air. A single street lamp flickered; seemingly the only sign of life in a deserted world. Then there were footsteps. Shallow, quiet footsteps. These were the footsteps of a calm person in a chaotic world.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714578/      Suicide. Death. Subjects the living population of this world try to avoid. Many of us pretend it does not exsist. The truth is it does. No matter how much we hope, wish, or pretend, death will always be there.       Some of us inflict this "scour.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714551/ Just sat down to write what came to mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714544/ Lyrics I wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714485/ A poem/lyrics I wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714484/ A poem/lyrics I wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714482/ A poem/lyrics I wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714478/ Lyrics/Poem I came up with a while ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davidwinters13/714477/