Young Writers Society

DEPRESSED I am always depressed and caught Up with my family and parents, They fight alot. It kills me just to realize How depressed i am inside My mum and ...

If only I could find the words to say, If only I could turn back time, Sittin here missin you wishin you were mine, I wanted to tell you… I ...

have you ever felt the rough edge of society let it cut through your skin and you love the pain and bathe in the loneliness the mental incapacity to understand ...

I don't usually write poetry, so I wouldn't expect much. Also, people were asking for my work so I finally posted something. Why is my mirror broken? What happened to ...

Mmm.. I like this. A lot. It's so true.. You've been able to capture what I haven't: the real feelings behind teenagers without using cliches. I keep reading this over ...

As I look up into the black silvery sky, I feel as if someone is pouring antifreeze into my veins As I glance upon gilded jesters drinking until there fill ...

you are a lovesaint bless my soul with divine influence or stab it with crossed knives my fate is out of my hands. raise the red hot poker like some ...

it's grey, peppery coughs hacking through the fleshy night. my hot, white light pierces my eyes and licks the pink wall. i crave pills but vitamin c tablets will do. ...

Wow. This poem really didn't seem like you. Don't ask if that's good or bad because you know me...and I don't know. Heh, nice long titles...I'm gonna do that sometimes! ...

You people never cease to confuse me. All I wanted was to share my greatest happiness with you. I tell you about what I believe and how it has changed ...

glittering pink flower earrings, auburn plaits heated by the sun, café mascara hanging off long lashes are not enough to satisfy the serpent in me. i need holes in my ...

The crisp and snowy morning brought back All those memories of long ago Of white satin bows and daffodils Of church yards filled with song and Baby ducks in the ...

(Help me with the title people, I have a cold and I don't remember the vice president of Ranamajahjah's name. And help me with the ending and I'll try and ...

The Italian dining and teddy bears They were all a lie: your spell on me Or were they the truth that never spoke Mystery boy, I hate it when you ...

This was first lenghty poem ever, I am very proud of this piece. I hope you guys like it. I'm not sure if it will format the same way on ...