Young Writers Society

I tried my hand at vivid poetry, but it may not be very good. And if you wanted to know who the song is by, his name is Patrick Watson.

This is my toxic best friend experience

'A Girl Called February' they said. Everyone said, 'It's probably her name.' Little did they know that I meant something else.

The humming of the sound machine sounds like the beach of my childhood.

Drowning only hurts until you stop fighting.

Who am I and who are you?

Reflecting on the past *TriggerWarning*

Have you ever felt you were too much?

My first poem ever!

Their blood falls like tears, as they reflect on the stones they threw and the single sided battles they won.

This is a true story that tells the story of me and a good friend of mine. It's a story of emotional growth.

It's been awhile YSW, but here's my most recent surmising. Curious to see interpretations. Thanks!

The loudness of your words is isolating, and decapitates my exclamation marks.

A prose poetry about lucky stars, but is it about lucky stars?

They say a saint is a sinner who keeps on trying.