Young Writers Society

Crying blood forget Painful joy Anger Bleed till desire Shadowing my face from reality Take a knife STAB STAB STAB ...

I live in this world where Things are doing okay, Things are moving along quietly but Surely And maybe it's ...

I actually don't like this poem, but you never know, someone else might. Once again, even if it's just to ...

you're a masterpiece if you can call it that anymore after swarms of followers crowd you from me and all i can see is painful camera flashes but small snapshots ...

I pass her on the way to school, every single day. Every morning I see her there, whether I'm early or I'm late. Her hairstyle never changes, or the expression ...

noise [noize] just noisedon’t mean nothingit don’t mean nothing Earlier when you let me read this part, I didn't like it--it was the only part I didn't like. But other ...

To feel one’s pain; to feel one’s joy To know one’s heart Not the facades they deploy To love one even in their filth And forgive them when their control ...

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There are worser things in this world Little brother Than a sound inablility to do more than 2 things at once Worser things than falling to bits At the slightest ...

Lost I lost a friend today I didn't really care It didn't really matter I might've cared if He didn't act the way he did. I was chatting online today ...

I thank those who drove me mad and those who told me my happiness would not be had for you showed me how to fight and you showed me that ...

This was actually really good. sort of universal, a lot of us could relate. Not much else to say...well done, though, Brad.

Song of the Woman He says, you start time, love. Follow the beat, dark butterfly, Languid tongue, Shake, say chant, ache, Gathering mist incubates delicate storm. I said to him, ...

forewarning: this is bad. --------- wearing converse trainers and waiting on street corners. if you gripped that stella any harder it'd break into thousands of shards some would hit your ...

Deep within the corner of your mind, Scattered amongst childhood memories, Hidden behind useless knowledge, Alongside your greatest fears, Fitted around wishes and dreams, Is a secret. A secret, so ...