carina-johnson
26/F
Love to write short poem, rhymes, and life stories, and collages. / / Found a passion for poetry when my Uncle/father/best friend died in 2014, / I've kept a lot to myself, It's a few that I would love to share with you all. / #beginnerpeoms #view #relate
Losing myself! I don't know if I'll have anything left
Anything left to give to those whom need it most
I can't grasp life
Should I end it all
I can't walk
I can't stand
I can barely crawl
Crawl back back to my happy place
Wondering if I can muster up any space
A space where in can I can hide
Hide all the pain that's dwelling dwelling inside of me
This can't be what God has destined for me
Destined to live and be others peace
Pieces of me are tumbling down. I used to be able to turn everyone's frowns upside down
Buy yet mines in stuck in a continuous state
State of nonexisting promisies
Promises are meant to be broken, torn away and dumped like last weeks dinner. Rotting away at your soul...til you no longer have control
Control over my mind
Am I coming or going?
Will you meet me at the end?
To say giving my all is and forever will be my deadliest sin
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 11:25 PM UTC
The night is young
Where should we go
To wonder off to no mans land,
You play a great game
Having me fall in love over again
We sink into love quicksand,
You told me you'd never hurt me
Now I have nothing to show for my time and effort,
To see me down brings you comfort
Comfort to know I'll never depart
For you
hold the key to my heart
No family no peers for this I have reached my Whits end
To think we were once friends
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 9:35 PM UTC
Looking at the wall,
Not knowing if I'll fall or crawl,
Crawl towards my dreams in hopes to regain my strength to pull myself back up to my feet.
Looking at the wall I consider myself lucky to be able to see such a thing,
The things I see are not the wall but for me my life flashing before my eyes.
Have I falling to my own demise?
As I try to continue to crawl towards the wall so I can pull myself up I see those who want to keep me down,
I cry yet I continue to crawl as the wall and the floor simultaneously drift further from my grasps.
No one around to ask,
Ask for assistance in trying to help me to my feet,
As I continue to crawl a single tear falls from my eyes, it was not my demise, it was my test, the people I see are not there to hinder me, yet they're here to forgive me and help me see what they see, me struggling to simple be, when in all actuality I have been and will continue to aim for that wall.
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC
Am I just a wheel?
Consuming meals?
A speck in blue sea?
Bound by what I see?
Life amongst trees?
Breathing means free?
Am I my beliefs?
The truth I seek?
Flag of a country?
Defined by currency?
A liability?
Part of society?
Am I what you see?
The way you judge me?
The values you pick?
First impressions stick?
Norm defined by you?
Do I dare to be rude?
No...
I am who I choose.
I fill my own shoes.
I win when I lose.
I create my own views.
I see black beyond blue.
I pick me over you.
Who are we?
I am me.
Who are we?
Depends on you.
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC
I am yet fascinated by the way you smile,
I am fascinated with the tone and masculinity in your voice,
I am fascinated with how you're man enough to let me take control of the steering wheel for a while, while we get life under control,
I am yet fascinated with how generous you are to others even those who've turned their backs to you,
I am infatuated with your entire bean, you are my hero in many ways even if you can't see it, you've been fighting a battle of pain and agony yet you can still manage to smile and laugh, and when you do it sounds like two angels are singing to my inner spirit. You are my strength.
I Carina Britney am and forever will be fascinated, infatuated, sincerely and deeply in love with you Joseph Britney
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 8:05 PM UTC
It's a girl,
As beautiful as black sparkling pearl,
No one can take you away from me,
It's destiny can't you see,
To have a baby girl to live the life that was meant to be,
Be here be free,
Chase your dreams let's be happy..
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 12:09 PM UTC
is not supposed to mean anything
it floats like a bubble
and then it pops
and there is
wonder
and then its
over
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 11:19 PM UTC
You
I told about
what happened this summer,
about my father,
and his wife.
You
whom I just met,
6 days ago.
You
the guy that
made me feel more comfortable
than my own bed
and pillows.
You
scare me to no end
and
you,
make me happier
than I have
in the last 2 years.
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 5:54 PM UTC
I'll be waiting for that day
The day when I don't even care
whether someone really screamed your name
or it's just a stranger with the similar name
The day when I don't even bother to cry at night
when people remind me about us
The day when I put smile on my face
and you're not the reason behind it
The day when I can lay my head down,
without feeling sad
without sheding a tear
The day when I run
not because of the things I've been avoiding
but because of the things I've been pursueing - before I met you
The day when my world
doesn't revolve around you.
I'll be waiting
Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 5:53 PM UTC