Young Writers Society

@HarryHardy I have started to talk to myself.

I think I might be wanting to write.

Write!

Dark creatures arise. Animals of the night follow my troops.

May you scream and shiver and cry. For our pride comes from the fear you endure.

A distasteful batch of young children, dirty and scruff along the street oh let my people go!

Let the world roar home. I got something. I've got something I need to tell you. I'm someone. Someone you should really want to know. Should really wanna know.

And although the night drifts away my world is still waning. Take my arm and pull me away while my heart is still beating.

Oh and look me up. Look me down. Nowhere to go. Nowhere to hide. I've got left to share with you if you don't want to listen. I set the world back in the storm. Calming the others and still go, beauty nothing less.