Young Writers Society

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings
echo through

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings
echo through time

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings
echo through time darkness

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings
echo through time darkness
but

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings
echo through time darkness
but freedom

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings
echo through time darkness
but freedom reaches

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings
echo through time darkness
but freedom reaches high

Under the broken stars, I breathe in
One more burst of light.
Colors whirl like apocalyptic galaxies,
hurling shards from across the night.

I closed my eyes and saw dulled visions,
Cascading, smiling like lost people who have someone
far away, waiting on a lovely windowsill.
Staring that way they look through
the darkened window, hoping against all galaxies,
showing its longing for home.
And memories flash before my befuddled mind.

Nothingness melts into creation when a
Shadow of memories reveals a universe
Dark, Empty, Vulnerable, Green.

Slowly, stardust mingles through the cells of Emptiness.
Can everything stop spinning for just one moment
I smile so that the world will become.

Maybe we can listen to peace.
There's hope in every day,
dancing outside turning and spinning heartless

With my heart throbbing symphonies
Ague sends me, feverish, dizzy and taking
deep into my hat of disguise.

Forlorn hope, sunrise belated
and for what?
Could a pit of despair free us?
I can feel the whisper of nebulous nothings
echo through time darkness
but freedom reaches high
And