Poets

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.