Poems from August Forster
My name is august Forster. I am 16 years of age, and i live in Ruidoso, New Mexico. At the age of 13, I started writing short stories. 3 years ago I was diagnosed with an extreme case of depression. I self- harmed for over 2 years.During this time I fell in love with poetry.I started writing about my feelings and my thoughts, soon i put them into poems. I have written over 45 poems in the last 7 months. Poetry was a medicine that wasn't prescribed to me, and one of the only ones that worked.I put power into my poems, make them mean something,and they all connect to me.I feel like some of my poems could change the way someone is to see another for the good.I am currently looking for scholarships and money for college. I hope that you enjoy my poems!- August Forster
will i be your love one day?
will i be your heart?
will i be your smile?
or will i fall apart?
will i be your music?
will you play the...
roses are red, violets are blue.
you shouldn't care.
cause they aren't for you
THEY
I cry at night,
Because I know what they say.
Every secret and dirty look,
Holds my name.
Help me someone,
Help me now.
I can’t take...
August Forster
written:8/18/16
What do I do?
People tell me to keep my head up.
I try so hard,
I don’t think they see
How much I am...
To my Love Gone
I think of you so much.
I feel myself pressed against your chest.
I can feel your heartbeat,
Even and soothing to the ear....