I have been writing for years,
But nothing good has come out of it.
I try and try to get them publish,
Or maybe even win a contest,
But nothing works to my interest.
I dig deep and try to find
Those words and thoughts that are always on my mind.
Drifting off to a deep sleep,
All of my words are not very deep.
Being a poet is hard to do,
But i love it so,
I dont want this career to be through.
I write of love, and pain,
Of hope and vain.
Why can't i get it right,
I need to write a good one tonight.
Hopefully i can get through this stage,
But these words wont come out the right way.
I will find the right words,
No matter how long it takes.