Young Writers Society

Great rainbow-flowed fields Turn away from me And I wonder why as I defy gravity And, hovering three feet off the ground I will watch an era pass And I ...

This one made me smile, despite whatever reaction it was in fact meant to produce. There was a hint of psychotic predisposition that added to the sorrow it carried, and ...

I missed u today Decided to call. You picked up, Said nothing at all. The other night, Was all my fault, Jealousy took over my heart. I guess it’s over, ...

12-04-05 Cursed is he who does not believe in calmness, for he shan't learn the error of his ways kindly. Cursed is he who, separated from peace and strength, the ...

I stood in the hall, Waiting for class to start, When your beauty caught my gaze, You smelt of sweet peaches, You didn't’t know but I was amazed. I wanted ...

I'm the guy whose always standing out, I'm the guy you just can't figure out, I'm the whose heart feels all the tension, I'm the guy who wants your attention, ...

Fly like an eagle,swim like a fish Take me on your journey, so I can leave this rubbish Take me to the rainbows, take me to the butterflies Take me ...

I watched dirt roads wrap themselves around the world and then around your fingers, hoping it would teach you a lesson or two about leaving your life in the hands ...

Schizm I. Plunging through the nebulae, under the veil of a black dust cloud for infinities that wrist-devices measure, stares a lonely asteroid: Me. The Darkest Hour. Has it always ...

Happy Birthday Brad! I liked this, it was honestly a very beautiful piece. You never sieze to amaze me.

It probably won't make much sense to you. Again, not about suicide. It's not a goodbye, more of a memories. If you care enough to ask, I will gladly explain. ...

I wrote this poem. It's not about suicide, it's a different kind of goodbye. Insult this, rip it to shreads, don't read it... Feel free to do whatever you choose ...

I wrote it for my crush and she loved it! I hope you do to! "I Love You" I traveled so far to hear you voice I rode to you ...

So bitter is the end So bitter it tastes like sugar Through tears and blur you stare And darkness stares back at you Stomach turns, palms sweat And you must ...

It is not a normal pain that you feel when you lose her. It is not natural, not feigned. It cuts deep, boring into your soul and aching to pull ...