Young Writers Society

As I wait here Waiting for someone to come back And tell me that I’m loved That I’m still alive That I’m forgiven I still don’t know What yesterday will ...

Funny how some dreams come true, What matters is that they do- Funny how I feel for you, When I look into your eyes... I'm stepping out, Into a brand ...

In the darkest time of twenty-four hours, His name is carved in a cement wall. Sweaty palms with visible calluses Grasp a pocketknife and start to chisel Wrapping his arms ...

2: “Stop! Turn! Blinker! Red Light!” Sammy, Terri’s friend that was a sophomore had just gotten her license, and she was still a little shaky behind the wheel. “I’m trying! ...

Once upon a time there was a girl She was lost and afraid And so, not knowing what to do She sought out revenge upon herself, the world, and evryhting ...

She went on a journey of self discovery, Hiding herself from all those she knew, Afraid of what she’d find She left behind the only comfort of life. To know ...

****i figured i'd stick a rating on this baby, since it's about drugs, but it doesn't have any language or whatnot.**** there is something so soothing about rolling joints on ...

Wishing on a dream that seems far off hopeing it will come today into the starlight night foolish dreamers turn their gaze waiting on a shooting star but what if ...

GUARDIAN OF HEAVEN By: Greg Pierce/YoshiArmada/Bob CHAPTER 1 in the deep night a man is seen walking through the forest. “I love the nights like this when nothing bad happens ...

Inspired by Jack's (Firestarter) song Blue Lights. I'm not much of a song/lyrics writer, but I thought I'd try it out for size. This is the first set of lyrics ...

Yeah! My writers block is finally over! Hopefully I can continue on this one and not get stumped. I'm having to type this by memory so I might redo it ...

Mirror mirror on the wall Who’s the fairest of them all You with your dark hair and dusky eyes Lips a sinners plum Each word a delicate blossom Spilling, sweet ...

when I see you like this I want to force feed you pink ice cream until you vomit. without your knee high boots and sparkly shirt that proclaims you 'bitch ...

i hide my eyes behind thin strips of dried-out hair that filter the world yet they're the only crystals on my dull grey image that glitter. behind the defensive armour ...

This is where I last left off... A million emotions ran through Maria's head as she read the letter, What was she going to do now? Van Helsing the third ...