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Are My Poems Good?

briannacarline93 posted on Aug 16, 2008 | views: 62 | Tags: POEMS, Writting, me becoming a writter

I've been debating with myself to become a writter or not, And i'm unsure of a few things.

1. Am I good enough?

2. Will I make enough money for my daughter And I

And 3. How much time will it take away from my personal life

I've been told I write good poetry, but my friends are the only one thats reads them, So I think their a little too biased to tell me the truth. I will post a few under here and I hope at least a few people like them. Now all of these poems are mine, I didn't copy them from anyone and I would appreciate it if no one copied them and call them their own , If you do copy them though. Please give me credit

FEAR

It took me over,
from left to right,
it grabbed my mind,
and held on tight,
sometimes I cry, in agonizing pain,
I screm so loud,that theres nothing in remains,
the fear holds my body,
with its tighty grip,
it a feeling that no other emotion can grip,
the cry of my soul,
and the shrieking of my mind,
is something that i can barely hold inside,
the fear takes over,
and i become someone else,
the fear will not leave,
it is painfully there,
something that any human being,
should't ever have to bare

Written By: Brianna Booth

HALLWAY LAUGHS

I walk by you everyday,
& I always make sure I have a smile on my face,
I hear him whisper, and see him stare,
this feeling inside,
I can barely bare,
I wish he was sweet,
I wish he was nice,
but the looks he gives me,
makes me want to slice,
he says mean things,
and points and laughs,
& as I look away,
I can feel the tax,
there digging in my foot,
and than my eyes too,
all I wanted,
was to be with you,
now I hang,
from a 6 foot rope,
the note on my dress,
just says that I lost hope

Written By: Brianna Booth

CONTROL

Sitting near the window,
with the look of gloom in my eyes,
I pondered a thought,
that would have never crossed my mind,
I was thinking of his voice,
that always gave me a chill,
than at that moment i couldnt sit still,
he entered my mind,
like a field of fire,
and than I quikly began to perspire,
my back went cold and my head went hot,
than at the moment I couldnt think of any other thought,
the way he would look at me and make me cry,
and than he began asking me why,
why wouldn't I listen or do what I was told,
he would claim I was the one,
and that we would together grow old,
but of coarse he ment only if I did what i was told,
and finally interupting my thoughts,
I stood up and shook untill my head was in knots,
I finally took control,
and grew a back bone,
and than I walked away,
from his ugly dark soul,
and that was the day,
that I gained back control

Written By: Brianna Booth

These Scars

I wake up every morning,
with tears in my eyes,
no one will ever know what im hiding inside,
the evidence is there,
its always there,
on my arms they rest,
long and painful,
not wonderful at all,
and all I can think of,
is I wish I made them small,
I have no reason,
no explanation at all,
I wish I could stop,
and move on forever,
but this is something bigger
& im not that clever
so turning off the alarm
and crawling back to bed,
I wipe the tears,
and forget everything i've said

Written By: Brianna Booth

ASKING WHY?

Tell me you love me,
tell me you care,
tell me i'm the one,and that you'll never feel bare,
tell me when your lonely,
or sad inside,
i'll make it better,I promise you that,
please dont go or think of her,
please dont hurt me,
like you did before,
I keep coming back,and asking myself why,
why is it that you always make me cry,
am I too loud,demanding or dumb,
jelous or ugly,please pick one
did I get too boring, or too into you,
you were my life,
I thought i was your too,
I have so many questions,
and no reasons why,
why did you leave me alone to cry,
to have a breakdown or to leave my happiness,
dont you know it hurt me inside,
I guess i'll never know,you'll never tell a soul,
you'll wait for the next one and hurt her too,
just like you did, with me and you.

Written By: Brianna Booth

These arent all of them. They are just that I wrote in complete pain and sorrow,

Please Leave Your Opinion And Comments, Good Or Bad, It doesn't matter to me, I need the criticism

P.S. A lot of my spelling may not be right to some people because I am Canadian, there for I use the Canadian spellings. I'm not sure what words are different in Canada than anywhere else but Im just giving a heads up.

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