Autum Foster

Autum Foster Poems

She will always be a broken girl,
She hears the plates and vases hurl,
She waits for the moment to pass,
She takes a count of all that she has,
...

Really, I know, inside my heart,
Where to stop and when to start,
Sometimes our decisions cause so much pain,
Mostly, our decisions are made in vein,
...

I can't even begin to show,
And never will I let you know,
How I really feel for you,
It's tearing me appart,
...

I've never ever felt this way,
I wish I had the heart to say,
I'll go away, I'll change my name,
I'll face the lies, I'll face the shame,
...

Although I think you'll break my heart,
I know you'll tear my life appart,
For you, I'll shead a single tear,
It was you, who taught my heart to fear,
...

If only you knew,
How I felt for you,
If only you felt it too,
Maybe in some other place,
...

Just when I accept the fact we were never going to speak again,
I could deal with that,
You pop up, my tries in vein,
Falling in love, this really is lame,
...

It breaks my heart, everytime,
With every word, with every rhyme,
This life I live, it's all a lie,
What's inside, began to die,
...

The blood she bled, was red and true,
The blood she bled, was bled for you,
She's in such a state as she holds the knife,
She's aiming to end her dreadful life,
...

Alone again I find myself,
Left again, upon the shelf,
I'll always be second best,
I'm nothing in comparison with the rest,
...

I don't think I can let you know,
How far I'm willing to go,
To show you just how much you mean,
When somethimes you don't even see,
...

Friday night soon, what can I say?
I hope he comes, and want's to stay,
Going to get drunk, pass out on the floor,
Give him what he wants, he'll be begging for more,
...

Yes, you are my inspiration,
I must face this sweet intoxication,
I need to face the facts today,
I must admit what I can't say,
...

I want you to want me,
Like I want you,
I need you to need me,
Like I need you,
...

No one needs to know,
No one needs to hear,
What I think of you,
And how I hold you dear,
...

Sometimes I guess it's not enough,
We've stuck togehter through smooth and rough,
You'll never ever die to know,
What I feel and how I show,
...

A few days ago, I felt it end,
I felt my heartstrings twist and bend,
Contorting crudely out of shape,
This would be last on my mix-tape,
...

I call your name and you're not there,
I can do nothing, but stand and stare,
I want to help you through this time,
But as you said, you're not mine,
...

I guess I was too blind to see,
Just what you were doing to me,
They say 'love is blind', I guess that's true,
But I never was in love with you,
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I never imagined it to be this way,
But this dog has had it's day,
Now I know it's never meant to be,
This feeling inside is history,
...

Autum Foster Biography

I am eighteen years old. There are many things in life, that I enjoy, such as; motorbikes, reading a good book, art, music, as well as much, much more. I'm not entirely sure what to put in here, I mean, I know it's supposed to enable you to get an idea of the personality behind the poem, but as for now I don't see how I'm helping haha. I know I'm young, but please, don't let that cast your judgement on me, I may only be seventeen years in face, and I am still very much a child, but I am also very much an adult, in both moral and heart. Writing poems, to me, is a passion, a hobby and a confident way to express inner confused and mixed emotions, sometimes, they can help you to solve your inner most termoil, but they can also just deepen the confusion and uncertanty. I am a very opinionated person, I express my opions where needed and where possible, we were all born different for a reason, so if we just follow someone elses opinion, then surely we are defying the purpose 'God' put us here for? I'm not a religious person, just a deep thinker. I like to consider every possible angle of something, some say (and they would most likely be right) that I think too much. I'll take nothing at face value. There is always and underlying reason or agenda behind something. I am an active member of the Socialist Worker Party, we are a revoluntionary party fighting for the working man. In life, I used to have so many aspirations, to be a lawyer, a SOCO, you name it, I wanted to be it in the last four years, or so, but now, I have finally decided what it is that I want to do, I aspire and intend to gain a doctorate in criminology, then to become a criminal profiler. Providing that fails I aim to be a musician, well I am a musican, but I'd like to take it further. Musically, I have a very wide spead tase, from classical to punk, from Mozart to The King Blues. I also love The Pet Shop Boys and Alkaline Trio, as well as She Wants Revenge and many others. I guess the aim of this was tell you a little about myself, I hope I have achieved this, if you would like to know anything about me, please click the [message poet] tab and ask away :) Thankyou for reading, in the event that you made it all the way to the bottom, I would like to congratulate you :))

The Best Poem Of Autum Foster

Broken Girl

She will always be a broken girl,
She hears the plates and vases hurl,
She waits for the moment to pass,
She takes a count of all that she has,
A broken heart, a broken home,
She fears she will always be alone,
Well not alone, not with him,
In a fight she'll never win,
He has the stregth, he has the guts,
To push her around and do what he wants,
He grabs her neck, his hand held high,
His other hand digs into her thigh,
The bruises, the cuts, no explination,
He hits her, he beats her, no seasation,
All she wants, is this to end,
So she can start to finally mend,
Hoe much more can she hack?
She knows one day, she'll have to fight back,
In the event that she will loose,
She know's she'll end up with more than a bruise,
In the event that she will win,
One of them will pay, this time it'll be him,
A fast thought,
A sudden glance,
What can she do,
She can't get past,
She grabs whatever's closest to hand,
She launches at him,
No reprimand,
She sinks the knife into his skin,
And from his mouth, an awful din.
She realises what she's just done,
She realises that she's just won,
The fight was there all along,
It took her years to change the song,
The sound the neighbours did ignore,
She feel's relieved, no pain, no more,
An ambulance is what he needs,
The look on his face, his fear, she feeds,
She dials the number as slowly as she can,
She wants him to die, she wants him gone,
That night he was arrested,
No more pain, her body rested,
For her, there will always be the pain,
'I know what you did', whispers the rain.

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