http://slow.writerscafe.org/Danny%20Taylor The original writings of author Complex Disaster en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776117566 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 He discovered new life then he chased it awayNow solitude burns at the end of the dayWhat is life if lived all alone? Embracing these chills that cut to the boneNothing to soothe this regret and this shameNothing to lose at the end of the dayThe scars on the body reflect on the soul and everything's.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/1343173/ As you disappeared into the blinding snow you said you'd always knownOf the sacrifices that clinch like vices but now it's time to goPraise that .38 and do it, I hope your last meal is a bulletI know who you were and he's coming around againThere's no room in my home for your sinsI hope someday you'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/1321785/ Quite the artist, I once raised my hands high in the air and painted beautiful landscapes. Soft portraits of mountain-tops infected with soft subtle breezes that would gently push the leaves to dance around one's head. I bowed unto all ears and we rejoiced in creation. This being done I'd twist the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/1182311/ 25 years I've lived this lifeTied a stone to my noose and leaped off the pier tonightMy heartbeat is slowing as I sink into the seaThe devil's eyes are glowing, and they're staring back at meAnd there's a band of demons playing a song that I wroteI can feel my soul burning with the strike of every n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/1172410/ A song that's still in the works. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/1172401/ Take everything that you want from me I don't need it anymoreTake everything that I own or I'll just break it on the floorDon't bother asking why I don't deserve it anymoreIt never graced my hands if I can't take it through that doorCause where I'm going             &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/1152671/ Razor wire of my handsRipping the truth apartI cannot mend What was tarnished from the startMy head thrashes upon these stonesSomewhere deep in these hillsAn honest man dies aloneHis destiny unfulfilled It is you, it is youDirty and broken at bestIt is you, it is youLaying the truth to res.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/1095567/ A silence is consumingAll the screams that surroundThere's a tattered voiceThat won't leave the groundNothing will help thisI've forgotten who I amA hopeless creation that fell from gods handsDesperate for answersThese questions chokeGasping for airAt the end of my ropeNothing will help thisI've but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/893725/ Hours slip through my hands, they never cease to shakeHeat sifts from my bones, they never cease to acheCreativity rots, and washes into the seaSomeone snuffed the flame that used to burn in meThe sun I saw as a child, will never shine againAnd I would give my soul to not be dead withinThis world ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/893711/ The father told the father, with this gift I will killLike so many of you have done beforeAn heirloom on this level of despairShould not exist anymoreHe purged his gift every minute of his daysAs it slaughtered every smilePraying for a way to justify Why all this would be worthwhileThis traditi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/829110/ Quiet tension building strongerHe sits in the corner cradling ammunitionReflecting upon his entire lifeBuilding up to this one momentThe winter drawing closerHis soul so much colderApathy has engulfed everything he wasConsumed by addictionDying to ask a questionBut out of time to do soHe regrets his.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/813843/ My new song, nothing too fancy just straight to the point http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/777816/ Beaten by life's hands againA strike known all too wellThe pen rips paper to shreds againWith nothing left to sayWho knew the artist would become so shallow?Who thought sight and sound could become so bland?Whipped at the heartThe sun is so tiredThis muddy river swallows all hopeWheels turn but the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/771050/ A song I wrote for my old death metal band about a very nasty person that I used to know http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/766813/ The artist is forever tortured http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/765802/ Come through the door and have a drinkGet too blind and dumb to thinkHit the floor again like everyone elseYou swore tonight you'd do some goodThings never end up like they shouldYou're talking s**t again like everyone elseSo shut up and give up, I'm not driving you home tonightDrug yourself to slee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/762918/ About someone I knew when I was younger who died too soon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/760842/ About a neighbor I had in the trailer park http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/759597/ Someone give me a review already! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/759588/ Awake and stuttering in mindless, fringed confusionEntombment of an enlightened mindNothing to come now but a shallow graveNo hymns will be sang as your blood spills to the earthGoodbye to glass shattering               &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/758954/ Shuffling down a dark hallway in the desert of a broken thoughtHe lies on the floor uncomfortably conscious-less, preparing for it allSet all nerves to blatant numbnessBathe in the abstract of imperfectionUncontrollable weightlessness           .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/758861/ I used to get high in my friends grandmother's basement, is was haunted as hell down there. You find inspiration in strange places sometimes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/758479/ I've been here for a whileI came a long way to find youWherever you've gone I followed close behind youThe ground could rot beneath your feet I'd still haunt youEscape is not an action I have taught youAnd I'm not leaving anytime soonI'm far from done with youI know you better Than these mirrors doI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/758477/ The cheapest one will do, anything is fineSo long as it brings me down, it always gets me byLet it be as I bleed inside, sit and watch me get highThe bottom of this drink, is where I'll drown and dieEvery moment I pray, that I can afford one moreWeakened in my heart and soul, I'm used to the cold of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/758472/ I used to play for a sick band called Wicked Jones Vicodin, I wrote this when we broke up http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/758469/ 22 ounces I scraped the money from the floorboardOf my haggard old BuickAfter a hard day's workMy hands are blisteredBut the bottle is coldI pray that I can quit doing this shitBefore I get too old2 gallons of gasTo get me back tomorrowWhere I'll slave for nothing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/756443/ An old song I wrote, haven't played it in years http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/755178/ From place to place the faces all show a familiar stainFrom the things they've overcome in this scab on the worldThough they've found so many outlets for all their woesThe depths of their eyes tell the truths they leave untoldWith a burning pain in their hearts and a smile painted on their facesSome.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/755166/ We've all become so silentAll out of good things to sayIn my arms lay someone that wasn't mineA world of confusion and fright ran us blind                   What made you think we'd be safe here?Speaking in wav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/754777/ The air wreaks of gasoline and deathIf I see your face one more time you'll never leaveI'll wrap my hands around your throatAnd tell you nothing but truthClose your eyes and relaxThis wont take long at allI'm a killer, an artist, and a terroristTo what lies beyond these wallsA graceful victimI know .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danny-Taylor/754762/