Young Writers Society

Alone Balancing vase-like in swollen thought, all my cries have been for naught. My whole universe was shattered. You were the only thing that mattered. Left all by myself again, ...

intimate fragility, shared, living on whispers: surviving in hand-drawn hearts. its pulse fluctuates, spiralling into alien depths; we want to exonerate it from purpose: remove the parasite. yet, in t

This is abstract in the extreme. It was so very bizarre, but I took your advise, to ''lineorize'' and look at each sentence as a moment in a dreamscape. At ...

These were just some ideas that I want to unleash: things buzzing around in my head. It's not my best work, far from it, but I enjoyed writing it. ---------------------- ...

Love is powerful. It’s a happiness far beyond any other, It’s an emotion stronger than any other, It’s a caring more powerful than any other. Love is eternally beautiful and ...

to think in metaphors... the lines of his face, gilded by man-made fire and the ceiling mottled with birthmarks of amber are such testaments to those who watch unseen, the ...

The Whore -Slick Jimmy My body is riddled with reminders of your kisses. memories of the depths of your unknown passion. Replacing my love with a desire to hate. I ...

Pulled into the Night Death is coming soon I fear, I can hear its voice ringing in my ear. It's ripping and tearing at my soul, Telling me to give ...

The Edge of Sanity On the edge a lonely man stands, Emotions lost, heart in his hands, Confused look upon his face, Ran like hell but lost the race. Trying ...

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fallen, from the heights of serenity into a nightmare of addictive obsession Starved of life sup on the tit of back-alley fruits on the brink of purple darkness; hunger awaits. ...

1000 WORDS The photograph is labeled neatly Pinned to a corkboard Reminder of a girl Thirteen years old Clawing her way out Of the middle school box Finding a hole ...

blood on a dandelion, the petals peel and shiver down into solitary winter - where even the beautiful freeze to be time-tapped and sapped of syrup and libido. Lips push ...

leaves may fall the same time every year, petals droop and die, snow drifts and falls, day concedes to night concedes to day, your eyes meet mine like magnets. yet, ...

said oh! aren't~aren't you God? Hello. Sir. 10/9 and didn't you love it, w. all the rampant Jesus slaying and goddamnit, we can re crucify Jesus ten times a week, ...