Just Another Poem
As I sit and stare at this big crate filled to the top,poems I have made ,scared to death to take the next step.
wondering if they are my best?
Can't lie to myself because I can't rest,the words shoot through my mind and I have to write them down at the same time.
Word for word I describe ,how I'm feeling at the time,coming from the heart each rhyme.A true poet that I can't deny
How I love to write,it keeps me up half the night,but got to get theses words off my mind and on this paper I describe .
I put my heart in it,hoping this time ill win it.This poetry contest is just a test.That is making me scared to death.
Wanting to publish my work,but scared they won't like it in New York.What to do?Im just a poet that's scared just like you.
Trying to figure out if my work is good enough and true,why don't you let me know what to do???
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