Young Writers Society

It was your first birthday, I gave you some skates, and I couldnt wait - for you to use them. Please dont touch the blade Please dont touch the blade ...

~The note in your locker that I wish I had the nerve to put in there~ wrote a note that I was gonna put in your locker yesterday handwrote it ...

Sometimes the things in my head prevent me from getting out of bed, All I want to do is move my feet to the cold spots on my sheets, That ...

I’m stitching my soul together from the latest blow We try to share needles, but we know - it’ s never going to work I feel your pain And it’s ...

I’m smiling at the future with a full-forward “hello” And it has the nerve to smile back to me I’ve always favored symmetry, But never favored reason, Yet there’s something ...

Hmm... I sort of could understand this. You're losing your touch old yeller. I liked it though, because I could understand it, and remarkably I have the same feelings as ...

They are the abercrombie girls. They consider anything with words literature And never challenge themselves intellectually Because they do not want to appear smart. The shallow preppy guys that they ...

Our time is run by batteries. Our clock is run, the hands are spun, our clock is run by batteries. Our mode is run by batteries. Our car is running, ...

I’m a desecrated Deflowered image of a soul I feel it slowly fading As I stand my solid ground The echoes are reverberating The truth will drag me down I ...

*I apologize*

In the beginning it was awkward auditions And I got to see how you moved on the stage The Stage of Drama and the Stage of Life As I got ...

This is a Haiku I wrote in like, 2nd Grade for some assignment. Then someone stole it and posted it by the library. Eyes Bulge, Ugly Frog Jump! Plop into ...

"Why do fools fall in love?", is a question I've always wondered. Up until now, in that department I've always blundered. But at the moment things are different, the time's ...

The line break on the first italics line I absolutely hated. Eugh, I dunno why, but it just threw me horribly. Moving on ... Do you have an obsession with ...

I’m filled with this anger inside And every time they point the finger I explode I spit words that never miss Victims feel the pain Something I try to hide ...