Young Writers Society

Trying to slit my throat with a pin But look where it’s getting me. All that came of my dowsing with death Was the feeling of a knife in my ...

I aughtn't to like you God I aught to hate your fucking guts. You've wrecked my life Killed my dad You're killing my sister. I'd talk to someone else that ...

In a dark little worldAll my ownI am lost without a purporseI am all aloneSometimes to othersI ask them to help meThen they reliseI cannot seePeople only seea pretty little ...

(Here is my attempt to break away from the heavy, depressing stuff I usually write. How badly did I fail?) "27B...27B...." Norman muttered to himself looking from his boarding pass ...

As i lay awake at night, I think about the day that just went by, Wondering if I could have changed anything to make it better. I think about my ...

Gasp! Yes, Beet is beginning to post her novel. And since I hadn't finished this chapter by the time Snoink started reviewing my stuff (which I haven't gotten back yet... ...

Shadow searching in a cathedral while vocalising to the choir's tune angel's shattered tears are on the dripping window fantastic fantasies flipping over each other while spitting diamonds up into ...

Just Another Prime Minister... ‘Hey dudes, I’ve just been told that I’m, like, now the Prime Minister. That’s pretty gnarly. So yeah… wait… just let me get my thoughts together… ...

Alright Alright, After getting heckled on the other forums for misplacing a post, excuse me, I finally wanted to put down my original questions... Has anyone heard of Eric Bogosian's ...

The moment you were hurt, the warmth Was gone With your song. Soon the chills of bitterness Come creeping Quietly keeping The rhythm of your pain. To escape You must ...

Well this story is about the troubled feelings of a teenager.......... There she was, lying on her bed shaking with tears she could not control, but it wasn't the first ...

So, here we are, At last we came Our parents smile and give us a name They let us live in a world of creation They now know we are ...

A night’s tale He sang all night, no matter what! Darkness and its black gala mantle, Was tightening it grip, Knotting and trying to suffocate us. His subtle fingers could ...

I can't believe my eyes, Have i decieved my own self once again in believing i know what's best for me. How can all fot his be true, You told ...

I can't believe my eyes, Have i decieved my own self once again in believing i know what's best for me. How can all fot his be true, You told ...