Obama was the nicest guy - Intelligent and cool.
Comparatively speaking, his successor plays the fool.
Ridiculous and baseless tweets, The Donald can't avoid.
His recent missives indicate he's turning paranoid.

Barack Obama seems to be Trump's ongoing obsession.
Obama saved the U.S.A. from Bush-induced recession.
The Donald hates Barack's success and can't leave it alone,
and Trump, now "off the rails", claims Obama bugged his phone!

Trump's offered no supporting facts for his emphatic claim.
No warrants from the F.B.I. or C.I.A. to blame.
Perhaps he thinks Barack Obama has a super-power
that lets him fly high in the sky to break into Trump Tower.

So, do you wonder, Donald Trump, just where Barack is now?
Is he there behind the curtains? Is he in the walls somehow?
Is he watching from the ceiling? Is he in the chandelier?
Is he in your 15th closet? Do these thoughts fill you with fear?

Is he down at Mar-a-Lago, in the old groundskeeper's shed?
Is he disguised just like Melania, right there in your bed?
The truth may be much worse than that! Does it fill you with dread,
to realize Barack is living... deep inside your head?

You can also see this and my other Trump poems at: www.trumpoet.com
Link to video of this poem: https://youtu.be/lYz2aE59x1E
Written March 11, 2017
#fear   #hiding   #paranoia   #obama   #spy   #paranoid   #donald   #wiretap   #trump   #barack  
Lala
Lala
Dec 15, 2016

Suspicious about everyone.
Thinking everyone is talking about me. Then come to realize the only one talking crap about me, is me.

This happens at some point with everyone. It has to be.
#feelings   #life   #people   #paranoid  

darkness pooling beneath both eye
sockets into lakes of fright
frail fingers twitching amongst themselves
communicating with a higher power

SOS

diaphragm losing all sense of rhythm
contracting at irregular intervals
ears listening for sounds
that are not there
quiet
quiet
quiet

Paranoid.

#fear   #anxiety   #quiet   #night   #late   #insomnia   #evening   #paranoid   #praying   #day14  

shook, i have mistaken i saw you the other day
i felt that shiver crept up my cheeks throughout my nostrils
i know i was being a tomato before my friend said so

i have mistaken i saw you the other day
i froze
then took another glimpse
two, three, until it became a minute
relax
i had to look away
breathe in... out
not because it's not you
for a chance if it were you, i still had to
reminiscing became a bad habit
the tugging of smiles would turn to frowns

you wouldn't believe me
- for the fact that i thought she was you
few freaking times already
next to the cashiers at a grocery store,
walking towards the book store,
i thought it was really you
i have never been this paranoid towards someone
straight, black hair
round face
black glasses

the first glimpse
half of me believed it was you
half of me doesn't
because you cut your hair short
to cover your forehead
so weird you started to look like that girl from a book written by your favorite poet

i was in that cafe you said the food wasn't good
that cafe we were supposed to be included in our great days
supposedly the first cafe we would've gone to, like ever

well, honestly, the food was okay
just don't leave it cold for another hour
it was meant for a short while
surely, wasn't constant - nothing is

i felt confused
other hand, relief also
but she wasn't you
you weren't her
a part of me wished she was you

just a few meters away, just a call and you'll gaze
i could've approached just to say hi despite my burning lungs

all i am trying to say here is that
even if it's just one sided,
even if you don't say it back - you don't have to,
even if we haven't spoke in months,
i miss you

for a dear friend of mine who meant so much to me but she doesn't quite felt it. or maybe she does...
cosima
cosima
Dec 10, 2016

Everything gave to you is never given back to me
I try to understand your point of view but you know little paranoid me
Taking a puddle and turning it to an ocean so wide

Give the love back, give, give the love back
Give it give it give it all back to me
Give the love back, give, give the love back
Give it give it give it all back to me

Feel something I need to know you care
Just feel something let me know your there
The hollowness I feel can only be filled with your love, oh
Please just, feel something for me

They say time will heal but it also makes the heart grow fonder
The love that breaks me down doesn't make me any more stronger
The denial you have doesn't make our feelings seem any more real

Give the love back, give, give the love back
Give it give it give it all back to me
Give the love back, give, give the love back
Give it give it give it all back to me

Feel something I need to know you care
Just feel something let me know you're there
The hollowness I feel can only be filled with your love, oh
Please just, feel something for me

Heres a song that my friend (Kate Wells) wrote. I love it and I wanted to share :)
#love   #sad   #smile   #me   #back   #feel   #something   #hollow   #paranoid   #puddle  
Eloi
Eloi
Oct 31, 2016

Shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic confused
And insecure delusions.

I choose to live and to Grow,
take and give and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie,
And hate and fear people who are near to me.

Isolation is the key to suicide.

#love   #sad   #pain   #hurt   #lie   #isolation   #cheat   #paranoid  

They are coming after me...
I can hear them braking the chains...
Screams, cries, silence...

Silence at once,
Is it over?
Am I saved?

Screeching...
I hear screeching, crying and screaming...
They are coming for me!

I hear them,
They are everywhere,
Spinning in circles,
All around me they've come for me!

I hear them.
I hear my inner demons.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros

#scared   #hear   #demons   #mind   #i   #hopeless   #head   #voices   #them   #paranoid  
Gypsy Ashlyn
Gypsy Ashlyn
Sep 6, 2016

And this is what I do
What a child am I
The moment a social gathering is mentioned
Or I meet another with similar
Creative interests
I become crippled and inferior
Shaking in my boots
My voice shrinks
My mind is domed by a hovering cloud
Dark and Endless
My eyes become dry
No ,they don't soak
With salty tears
They stare
Off into the sad abyss
That is my reflection
My eyes are paralyzed
By silent thoughts
That have no voice
But the most physical effect
A caved in chest
Heavy breathing
Every bit of my strength
Refusing to scratch out my eyes
And pull out my hair
Because that
Would just add on to the migraine
I have been dragging on and on
Much like the cigarettes
People are so confused on why I smoke
Don't you see?
I am terribly self destructive
My world opens up
And I shut down

All the emotions of just sitting in the living room with my roommates.
#love   #sad   #depression   #pain   #social   #anxiety   #like   #follow   #paranoid   #subscribe  
Brent
Brent
Aug 17, 2016

a fair warning for you
if you are planning to
to fall in love with me
you fall in love with P's

if you fall in love with me
you fall in love with a pessimist
who believes that every single thing will fall apart
every bad thing is bound to happen
so please i ask
help me find the positives
in a world
where negatives are all i see

if you fall in love with me
you fall in love with a paranoid
who breaks almost every night
thinking about how wrong i could be
every choice
every decision
will be the worst one
so please i ask
to accept me
and convince me
that the world is not yet over.

if you fall in love with me
you fall in love with a p-ssy.
a coward
who's afraid to make the first move
who's ashamed to fail.
so please i ask
to wait for me
to be able to overcome my fears.

and lastly,
if you fall in love with me
you fall in love with a poet.
a writer
who's prepared to write everything
and anything
because sadly, that's all i'm good at.
so please i ask
to accept my love
in the form of words
and i will change myself.

i love you so fucking much yet i think you don't feel the same. at least, anymore.
#love   #heartbreak   #poet   #life   #hate   #pain   #death   #pessimist   #pussy   #paranoid  
New King Born in Zion -
Revelation of my destiny, outcast and branded
My face bringing profound joy but yet sadness
Was born to lead away, not to follow the rest
Yet hated for what I was born to do
I provide them (doctors) my  brain to tamper with

Vexed and poisoned, from beginning to end
Take my job seriously with the present hackin'
Will it be heaven or hell; a limbo effect sways
The choices we make here (earth) we live n' we pay

Parallel patterns, continuous thoughts, remark of events
A trail of evidence never stops, engulfing in stress
Eternal pain from on out; cannot escape now
Depiction of admission to safety (lies) to each it's own abyss

Drowning in my own flesh and blood, bone too
The world swallowing me whole spitting me out though
The elders, the conman, the snakes, the cops, the terrorists,
The nurses, the rich and the poor tell me to stop...
Yet I know it's too late for me to ever go back

               - THE END -
©Franko the Christian Poet
 
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