Hm there are publishers out there looking for writers especially in poetry colonial, you should look around and see what you can find.
Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it.
Walking , he(or she) walks by... That smell makes a tingle heart races sparks a thought to touch to hold to smell it passes by like a moment then you realize your mind is tricked but it will always be a memory
Holding your lifeless body Your eyes shed blood It strolls down your cheeks I never meant this much harm That was just a random one it has more but it's on my iPod and can't see at the same time.
All there is in life is fighting All there is in life is lying Everybody walks over me Everyon used and abused me They acted like friends Pretended to give us something in return Pulled down their pants And screamed for more Then took me in their parents room Kept ____ outside Fed cheerios on their lap And choked me with rusty hangers I guess I guess it was something They liked to do to pass time on by Then mom came We never told her Just asked if we could leave And see fluffy It never happend she wasn't able I remember it clearly all so clearly Each an everyday I picture it Each and everyday I think of it Then they treat me crazy When I want to die Treat me crazy even when I try to tell and ask for help I'm still insane to them And always will be Ain't I right my perfect sister? I tried to tell mom She didn't believe She said that never happened Thought i was lying I don't want to trust any human No never again Never my father Never a friend Not even my mother Nor one day kin They all hurt you No matter what They make you feel worthless Who needs me anyways? No one! I had no one anyways So they wouldn't have me I trusted a friend Once again not too long ago I guess everything with me Was too much She used me too She was who I could only trust I tried to have a best friend But only was stabbed In thee end. So tell me Whats the use Whats the point on trying anymore? What else but the truth Is there to endure Just take it in Smell it deeply This it up and take some more Like a bulliemic Taking and putting out Like a knife that never leaves The knife that's stabbing me Either way I won't be fixed I can't turn away and rewind time Can take away the lines That outline Outlined my soul And makes me choke I guess I'll let the choking kill me On 1/20 My time will end shortly soon My time with all of you Is through
I'm just tired of everything.. I don't really care anymore Whatever happens happens. I've just tried and been trying for way to long now. I feel so weak weaker than I ever hve before...I really just don't know anymore.