Young Writers Society

14.Large words

Would I be able to make it?
Darkness covers me
while I'm sleeping
Napo month stressing me
while I'm eating
will they accept
the large words
with no meaning
Large words I hear
but don't know how to define

15.hope

Hope
Faint, illusive
Intending, fearing, believing
Making the world alive
Ambition

16.I have what no one else have


Tell me
I make the right choices
buy always your watching
Tell I have a good heart
but I'm so rude
tell me not to be so
insecure
but you judge everything
I have what no one else have
you say

but that's all lies
I met a someone
with anxiety like me
I met a someone
with the same insecurities
I met a someone
with an abusive boyfriend
that made her break
see that's the only difference
mine.....
wasn't like hers
he did it physically
mine was mentally
Do you want to know where she ended up at?
dead.
dead...
because you didn't want to listen
you let your own blood go through
so much
so much pain
so tell me

cause you were caught up in yourself
Your own sister
went through this
and you still didn't learn
I knew her since I was 5
and you mean to tell me
if I can see it why can't you?


Tell me
I make the right choices
but, you're always watching

17.Shadow
My shadow wears
A dark cloak to cover my fears
A mask to keep the looks out
A smile to keep question out
Her hair is like bouncy loose curls
Curly as a twisting tornado
My shadow is an unknown being
an unknown being with insecurities
an unknown being with fatal memories
watch it go by
as it walks by
in a dark cloak

18.deep thought

thoughts keep me up at night,
On to my feet, another cup of coffee in me
That's what I need, my eyes puffy, I can't see
I'm too tired to function but too lost to sleep,
I have dreams where my life can be devastating
Another cup of coffee
Another cop of caffeine
Another dose of medication
need the light
I need the light

19.Outside

"Why don't you go outside
for some fresh air?"
I have a Febreze can
that's all I need
"well why don't you go outside
to learn about the trees?"
I have Nature books for that.
"Well just go outside for it"
No can do.
I'm paranoid about the woods,
I have this jumpiness about animals
I'm not an outside person,
I have books to learn about outside
Fresh air
I can always open a window.

20. so many things

so many things
to write about
but how do I chose?
should,
I do what's the purpose of a dog?
or
I could do what's it like to be
a city kid?
so many things
to write about!
how do I choose?

I lost my skill

I lost it
no longer can get it back
it's getting too close
I can't even remember
what number I am at
is it 20
is it 24
grammar no longer
worry me
it's like
I lost my skills
so many burdens
so many excuses
I don't want to leave
no, just yet.
YWS has
so many talented people
I will never match to them
I will never be able to be like them
I lost my skills
points down to 7
reviews get me nowhere
writer pads
no longer apart of
This is called Ar's madness
more like a pile of darkness
or too many excuses
I lost my skills
I lost my skills to write
I lost my skills to keep
track of what use to be
in interested.

Sleep

sleep is no longer
slumber
no longer
somnolence
no longer
a trance that keeps me
in deep thought
Sleep is now
an escape
from life
from teachers
from parents
from doctor's
from reality
that drains each
aspect of energy
that I try to build
by my own way of
somnolence

Black coffee

My black coffee
such bitter taste
My soul is black
just like my coffee
I wonder if it tastes
as bitter
my soul is as dark
as it an get
such a bitter taste
just like my black coffee
Who the hell used all my creamer?
such a bitter taste

Never ready

I warned you
I alarmed you
10 minutes passed
late
because of you
you were never ready
I warned you
I told you
several days ahead
20 minutes
late
because of you
you was never ready
to say goodbye

rush

rush
speed
typoss
I don't even need
everyone on YWS
is in such a hurry
to get those last
poem in
those last typoss
don't even care
just get them in
any topic
as long that they are there
"phew"
done with a poem
now for one more

a bleak heart
take a bow
forever in your presence
don't weep for me
don't grieve for me
why did things turn out this way?
why have you left?

For I may never understand

dislike


dislike bugs
because they bite
dislike shadows
because they follow you around
like stalkers
dislike frustrating teachers
they always make homework confusing
dislike the 30th
because it comes so quickly
dislike this poem
it is really not a poem
I love everything I dislike