I'm a Poet

Hello Internet! My name is Brenna, and I'm a poet.

My journey to becoming a poet started when I was in 6th grade. My class started a poetry unit and I fell in love. I wrote many poems, but quickly realized I wasn't writing like I wanted. I was getting sappy and not at all me. So, I stopped. I didn't write another poem for 2 or 3 months. I had started to write books instead. None of them were very good, but I had fun doing it. One day my mom saw a poster for a writing camp. I went and found my love poetry once again. Since the writing camp a few weeks ago, I have written 11 poems and wanted to share them with the world.


This is the first poem I wrote since the camp. It's called "What Friends"


It will be here any minute,
they will be here any minute,
It is coming.

Running
thump, thump, thump,
away from It.

Sprinting, chasing, panting,
we run.

How long have we been running?
Who knows,
seconds, minutes, hours, days.

Red begins to drip.
I'm shot,
wounded in battle.

My leg grows weak,
but I endure.

Friends betray me.
I serve no purpose. 
They trow me to it.

Crunch
I can no longer feel,
thank you Friends.


-Brenna Bailey

Thank you for reading my poetry and please share with your friends.