Young Writers Society

please God don't abandon me! not when i need you most. i'm hurting badly and i want to cry but i can't not now por favor Díosmi alma está cansaday ...

images of inked converse in your reflection, curled hair that never loses its attraction, gleaming blue eyes flicker up and down, ends of jeans fray when they touch the ground, ...

So here I am! Take it or leave it, I bear all (My sin and joy). Honesty comes But once in a relationship And this is your moment To dance ...

When the bell rings for a new week, you'll take your finger and pick a number, pull the name out of a hat, down a vodka and coke and remember ...

yeesh poor girl if i walked to her would she hurt? but a mere child could bring her down... poor her. this was eeire... barely understandable though. by me [little ...

[rated the way it was because this is even confusing for me, i'd like to see somebody understand it. it is mostly a ramble anyway and i don't care about ...

You were hard work today Pushing me over the edge I am strong and I can take it But you can see, easily That you really do get to me ...

Untitled I stare at a regular piece of paper and it occurs to me it can represent me. Paper starts of as a tiny seed like a child in the ...

I got chills reading this and it actually kind of scared me. You're starting to get like Jon Foreman--vaaaaaague. But hey, Jon Foreman won an award for being vague. However, ...

I wrote this with King Max (my brother) a bit ago while we were camping. It’s mostly about him... but I don’t like the flow of it. And I think ...

this is for one of my best friends Robert, he and I have this running joke in spanish: I call him smart as a head of lettuce and he calls ...

memor, immemor [Trans. remembering, forgetting] I felt nothing. No moving of the heavens, no earth-quake trembling moment rocked me from my sleep (the slumber of the ignorant) to wake me ...

Here's a song I wrote. The concept is still a bit unclear even to myself, but it's basically about fitting in and my personal girl troubles. Hope you'll enjoy it. ...

I wrote this early in the morning, I think it's my most creative time, or maybe I was just tired and confused...*shrug* I don't share my poetry... well, today would ...

Momentum I’ve laced my shoes and slouched my socks And hit the pavement, Jogging. I’m not warmed up; I’m not prepared, And yet I’ve started Running. I’ve reached the crest; ...