Young Writers

 

My Poetry

My poetry is a secret that I share. It lets me get out what's on my mind. When you see my poetry, you see my pain. My thoughts. My feelings. You...

Fading Colors, Prologue and Ch.1

This is a portion of a novella I was writing two years ago, dug it up, thought I should post it. Prologue: I sometimes think that this tale may be...

Insecure

I can’t help but feel I’m not good enough, no matter how many sweet words exit your lips, they’re not enough to kill the demons inside my mind, I try...

tackling expectation and gaining acceptance

most of the time we tend to expect too much out of life, and that’s okay because it links to our vast imagination and much deeper intelligence. but...

God Knows

In May 1996 I experienced something new, life, and it was absurd. Not the philosophy, fuck universal presence, the experience has and continues to be...

'Til Death, Part 3: Struggles of Love

Haley couldn’t believe what she was seeing. In a utopia where anything was possible it seemed to her that the impossible had just unfolded itself...

A Kind of Self-Inflicted Pain: Optimism

I hate wanting something I cant have I hate longing for something that is inevitably not going to happen Its this daunting, prolonged type of pain...

Character Creation (asking for feedback plz)

(Hi. This is a pretty long passage of me just trying to work on character development. I just want help. So...if you guys have any tips on how to...

Untitled

Chapter 5 Ben slowly nodded his head as I watched his pale blue eyes scan over the pamphlet and soak up all of the information. “Sounds like a good...

I want to hide because I see nothing

I want to hide because I see nothing I want to hide, hide from the reality I want to hide, hide from the world I want to hide, hide from the...