Young Writers Society

Young writers

we try to be saving in our
self worth should be of little
                                                  consequence.
It should always come
secondly,
                  after                        Effect.

Blind them.
Make them
WORK
them soldiers of the written
words are your weapons so
fight them. Fight me.

Tell me I am.
WRONG. I'll tell you you are

somebody

once told me the importance of not caring.

Let your tongue hang

out under the piss stained nettles

you'll be netting every drop

and growing

tired now

already of put downs

and laughter

hard

work washed away,

but the nettles drown

in their ignorance

in not understanding

expanding

in always wasting

and staying in

their rooms all day

with smoke and mirrors

always ready to give the bride away.

Don't let
up
     wards there is something to be fighting for

Maybe
God, not for me
                            but
For you, perhaps.

I just write
because If I didn't
right, well
I may as well be
there or here's a good one...

Dead and all that comes with it.