Young Writers Society

I know that you’re away for the now But how Do the Clouds And the sky Shield my complex affection for you Yes it may not be for years But ...

Sometimes it feels like everything goes wrong, nothing happens, no one listens. When they're not around just when you need them or want to show something. When your sentence is ...

Man’s Best Friend. Am I ashamed in which this life I’ve grown? It’s hard to say, was there a choice? This life I am alone. Mother, father, Sister, brother, Their ...

This was inspired by the song Lie,Lie,Lie by Serj Tankian- Enjoy" Lie to me, spin me a tale, Avoid the question completetly. Just dont tell me the truth 'Cos I ...

i had to get out get away from this place it held me hostage for to long i must escape hide away from these captives i ran and ran to ...

the falls leafs flow in the breeze, another school year begins, another year of hope, wishing, praying, that someone would come and take me away, take my heart and make ...

take this lightning scar and twist it. I found your handprint on the mirror— the markings were unique, as promised, but the curves fell in familiar locations and the measurements ...

N/B- The caps lock not done on the word 'dad' is intentional. When I say I have a difficult dad, My Mum purses and gives me a frown. She says ...

Falling Apart Things fall apart so quickly. The vase that I tried madly to mend has broken once more. Now I am falling, falling apart inside. The pieces of my ...

Silence That’s what you evoke in me You’re strong and kind Yet I hide from you Gracious You never seem to judge me Yet I’m invisible as well Or am ...

Ms. Apt Diagnosis Let's lie in the field of feline flowers where the blades pierce and the whiskers tickle— ........There, can you be free? where the air is too black ...

I’ll cry these tears and hope Hope that my screams will reach your ears That you will come to save me Is it possible to die of a broken heart? ...

Why? Why must everyone hate me because i'm free? Or is it they hate me because i'm me? Whatever the reason I want you to know that deep down inside ...

The colour of your thoughts, Grows deeper with the ticking days, And slowly filling hourglass of childhood. Crayon height marks fade on the wall, Posters peeling from humid teenage angst, ...

Fragments [pre]Framed within precise dimensions, that fragment, immortalised for all eternity, morphs into a time when we could not care less about the way we looked or felt, but soon ...