Young Writers Society

6-30-05 And what is a tragic eye, and what is a comic one? Staring from stupendous distances, piercing with a familiar foreignness, throwing around the word fat and a lifetime ...

you can do better than this, brad. maybe if you wrote about something other than slitting your wrists for a change..

i started crying "one, swallow water, two, swallow water." i could maybe do twenty-eight or more in a minute then eject it. it's all for practise and if black hangs ...

You're insanely confusing Spell it out with your words I still won't understand it Use your wisdom And make it dance for me So I can see all the moves ...

I don't know where this should have gone, and Dramatic Poetry felt the best; if you disagree, just go wit it please. Thanks God’s Night-Time Moon Jingle 6-28-05 Falling through ...

I honestly don't know which poetry section this should fall into, so if you don't think it fits here, please just go wit it. Depth & Love, Respectively 6-28-05 The ...

Well...this is my first attempt at a rhyming poem. Very reminiscent of the population 10,000 town I used to live in. *** Welcome to Krapport, USA... where the tabby cat ...

I haven't posted anything poetrylike in along time but I just wrote I posted. enjoy. CL Holy Tithe I saw a man today with zippers on his shoes and platforms ...

don't you think that skateboards and three-chord riffs are a little overdone? as much as you hide behind gothic vestments and chains and wristbands there's only so much that you ...

So now I want to kill myself.

You left your jacket, Behind the leather armchair. Soft and black, worn with time. I wear it around the house, Burying my face in the collar Pretending you’re wrapped around ...

it's only because you glanced that cymbal that my heart keeps beating soundly with jammed wires and broken speakers i'm surprised you can hear me at all we don't turn ...

This is not fair. I don't see why I can never write like this...never. Sorry but no critiquing for this was great.

Watching sunlight through glasses of water In a still room that smells of basil And sand I can feel you thinking from over here Such heavy thoughts I look out ...

Cut yourself Starve yourself Claw out your eyes. You'll still be the same ugly girl you despise. You can't save yourself from the Lies lies lies. Listen to the voices ...