Young Writers Society

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

That day was just the start of something much harder.

A super sad story.

its about the hurt and pain that someone caused me

Another weather prose-poem.

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

first draft, really mediocre

I wear a mask because of what they did.I hate when people ask.

A rare Solstice poem!

I lost her after a great time. I learned to enjoy what I have.

Living under a rock is nothing to feel ashamed of.

My attempt at writing about intrusive thoughts.

My attempt at a poem about loneliness, while feeling lonely. Comical, isn't it?

Goodbyes suck, man.

Half writers' block, half a sense of impulsivity. Both of the personas are fictional characters, and hopefully makes some sense :)