Young Writers Society

Hi, J.C. here for a review, as promised!

First off, I have to tell you that I tend to shy away from anything 18+, because it goes against my morals, and anything about love or depression or hate, because ninety-nine point nine percent of the time, they are pretty much the same thing.

This, though, was a breath of fresh air.

His words, his hatred filled eyes, his clenched fist. And my tears,

To each moment of it I got present, in dreadful flashes of fears.

I looked at the ugly mirror. Is it really me? I punched to check.

What use was the pain? Without you, death is all to have I strive.

This was a very amazing written piece. I very much relate to what is happening in the speakers life. Love loss, cutting, not believing in yourself.

I know what they must be going through, and I am very sorry for that. Loss of love is unbearable. I hope that everything gets better. I hope you continue writing as well, because you're and amazing writer, and this is one of the best pieces I have ever read.

Don't let anyone tell you your not good at writing, because they must be blind sided. Well good luck in the long run, tell me when you have new writings in, I would love to read them, I really would.

Be Brave.

~Sparkles

This was really depressing and enjoyable.
I can relate to it because I use to cut
But I know a lot of people who are currently cutting and suicidal
This is really well written
You weren't afraid to be straight forward and I really like that
Keep up the good work
And I hope you aren't going through this
Because feeling depressed really sucks

Wow that's kind of depressing. I mean like it's kind of scary but I really enjoyed reading you'r story. And I'm sorry if you fell like that. I can relate to this and that's probably why I like it. At one point in my life I did cut but i'm trying not to any more so far I've gone almost a month now with out cutting. And I hope you aren't going through something like I was if this was a story relating to you. hope you have a good life.

Hi, I'm here to give a review.

This piece of literacy was no doubt powerful and well written. It's beautiful in its sadness, and I liked the line of thought through the work.

Hi there Gaurav here for a review. I must admit, I have very few nitpicks here as I loved it thoroughly.

Drunk as fuck, I scribbled on a lonely lonely paper,

"Don't leave me alone. Give me another shot. I'm a keeper."

His words, his hatred filled eyes, his clenched fist. And my tears,

To each moment of it I got present, in dreadful flashes of fears.

This is where you score heavily. If you start your poem with such conviction, you have won your reader's heart and soul. Within first four lines, you transmitted me to your world full of darkness. It's amazing how the words look so natural and the poem looks so real without a whisker of melodrama in it.

I looked at the ugly mirror. Is it really me? I punched to check.

The crack did look like a spider net. But with blood. What the heck?

Amazing again! 'Ugly mirror', 'spider net' ... you have used your poem devices without overdoing them. Often it looks manipulated but yours is great!

Pain shot up in my knuckles. I laughed a tear. Pain meant I'm alive

So I chose to destruct.
That was it. I snatched a glass piece. And cut my green duct.