Biography of Chad Foster
I never really got into poetry until i was in the 6th grade. My main inspiration was my depression that I went through from 6th grade up to now. Honestly I have never been tested for it but I do believe I have clinical depression. It does run in my moms side of the family. I only write poems when I am depressed.
Chad Foster's Works:
All of my poetry is origional.
but i have a website that yall should definatly check out.
Chad Foster Poems
sit back to watch, time go by. sit back and watch, possible dreams
Jerks get the girl. nice guys finish last. i always try hard. but live life to fast.
nature gives you enemys that you always hate they always torment you but teach you to walk straight
here one day gone the next just like a new year only anything but
Betrayed by my own people. walking around in a circle of lies. wondering when ill find out the truth. so i can understand.
alone in my room i lay isolated from the world. Everything depends on the earth to keep revolving.
why have things changed, so drasticly. yesterdays reality, is today dream.
let the rain pour down, for that is all i need. to get back up on top, of this poor yet trusty steed.
Looking back on what he was. Overlooking what he is. Wanting to be what he was.
i cant seem to make myself forget, the love we once shared. if i knew it was going to be the last, i would have meant it.
Last thing i think about before i goto sleep without you, all ide do is weep you've given me a most special gift a gift of a caring relationship
Redemption Has Come
the time goes by and nothing is to be said i cant help but think, what if you were never lead.
everyone changes in different ways, mostly all in a different parts you'll always remember how to say, you can never stop if you never start
as i lay here and weep, the thought of suicide crosses my path i love you ill shout it to the world
Walking around the world so weak,
constantly sorrowing without doing wrong.
Standing here surrounded by strangers,
sorrowing for something that i have seaked.
But everything in the world is gone,
like the unknown words of a long lost song.