Young Writers Society

A ghastly, ghostly warehouse narrated by the Observers. Warning: a bit creepy in a thriller sort of way.

it's easier to believe the earth is flat, if you're afraid of what's around the edge, but it isn't very useful, and aren't we braver than that?

It hurts when your partner puts distance between you, when all you want is to rent a one bedroom apartment in their heart.

to create a world from dust/that is what it means to be our own deities

memories i cant forget/no matter how the summer went

This poem is inspired by a late-night drive home, where the fog was so thick I could only see the light.

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A super sad story.

a late night poem with elements of onomatopoeia

its about the hurt and pain that someone caused me

a free write poem about something I felt so strongly today

short little poem about the ~feels~

Are you a slave to perfection? Do you also struggle with writer's block? Welcome to this poem.

Is all this worth it to be a hero?

Desperado