publish my poems

I watched you walk out my life.
There was nothing i could do,
u broke my heart and took my soul,
now im left with nothing but these memories.
You promised that you would never leave
guess you were just another faded dream.
I came to realise that this would never be more than an illusion,
the things i felt so deep inside.
You see me and look the other way as
you leave this life behind.
Your with her and things have changed,
so i say goodbye,not for me,but for you

I haf a list of poems …so many that i wanna get em published..but then again I m waiting to hit the button 100 ..

I want people to know what I can do. What my expertise is and how I express feelings.

I really do not know how to explain

Why am I always feeling this rage

It runs through my body with all kind of vengeance

Something of some sort that I just can’t relinquish

I have been to Iraq and I dont like to say

That some of those thought and memories are the reason I am feeling this way

From the time that it started sometime ago

And now to the present about to explode

In just this past month I feel all sorts passion

Not using my thoughts and not thinking with ration

I let myself go throughout this whole process

And I start feeling parts of my reason begin to digress

When i get to this point I just try to run

Away from this burden that feels like a ton

I know that I have a lot of people on my side that do care

And for that I appreciate more than despair

And that is when I start to give myself some slack

And the anger that i just had starts to go back

Way back deep down from where it sprang up

Going back dorment until it erupts

All in all i know that I will be fine

I will be fine when I find out why this anger is MINE

Peace is something that im trying to teach
Let me

this is something that i am good at and that i love to do, so can u please help me

My hearts torn in two, with bandages
But nothing can repair
The damage that you’ve caused to me
You’ve made the final tear

And slowly as the days go by
The passion that I lacked
Turns my heart from crimson red
To a never-ending black

I’ve got a heart full of black
Nothing more left inside
Its empty now, all hollowed out
I’ve cried all I can cry

My hearts stone cold, it lacks the heat
To warm another’s soul
My hearts so cold, it doesnt beat
It doesn’t play its role

And slowly as I fade away
I make a heart-felled cry
To ask you one more favor
Before I leave and die

My task for you is a simple one
Just listen to my words
I want you to keep living
But feed me to the birds

I’ve got a heart full of black
Nothing more left inside
Its empty now, all hollowed out
I’ve cried all I can cry

playing my guitar,
sitting the notes straight,
i’ll keep playing the notes until you can hear me play,

all i want is you to hear me play the notes i made,
i know you’ll never think of me as a great person
who understands your ways,

i see them teardrop fall from your cheeks,
i wanted to wipe them away with my hand can’t you see,

everytime you think your alone
i’m right here
giving you a hand,

i made these notes for you,
i’m playing it with my guitar,
so please listen to them all.

i finally see them tears go away,
you listened to the notes i made,

your so happy now,
so you don’t need a hand

now i’m going away,
so other people can hear me play.

but hey i’m still hear
so don’t break a tear,
if you ever do break a tear again,
just listen to the notes i made,

just listen and hear my notes that i played will tell you,
i’m still here and that i care.

I love to write and I just wrote a couple poems. my family wants me to get a career in journalism

i have a few i like. that mean a lot to me