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  Jan 2016 Carina
Bunhead17
It saddens me when
people use poetry
to talk badly about someone else
Poetry is suppose to be fun
not a competive sport.
Why can't we
just all support one another
and be suggestive.
We all feel the same things.
We all be through alot;
that's what usually
makes a great poet.
So stop hating on people,
it is uncalled for.
This isn't middle school.
If you have a problem
with someone then
talk to them about
or block them...
Yes, hello poetry has a
block button**
feel free to use anytime
you have a problem someone
and get on with life.
These words are for Top hat and r. (both are poets on this site)
Stop hating on wolf. Wolf is a great guy & poet.
  Jan 2016 Carina
Ellie Martin
Alone in a room
A comforting thought.
When outside open, flailing
It is the only thing you want.

But when inside the covers
You feel only dread.
Taunting thoughts tease
Dancing in your head.

You jump back in the waters
Helpless and Scared.
Imaginary sharks nip at your organs
You feel a pierce at every glare.

The pain is never temporary
It follows in your sleep.
Every breathe you take
Is a hopeless cry, a never ending weep.

You eat peoples words
A poison sent from hell.
Digestions through intestines
Another soul to sell.

Alone, away, together
With this new order
You never want to feel
As a person in disorder.

-e.m
My anxiety disorder.
Carina Jan 2016
Sick and tired of being sick and tired,
All seems lost at the governments cost;

My heart is heavy watching the guy I love go through so much agonizing pain,
Can he just live his life without the upcoming thought of going insane;

Oh my bad sorry we're not on the top of you concern,
Barely making ends meet with the simple dollars we try to earn;

Working for the man, what man would want to see another human being in pain,
Feeling as if his life is being washed down a drain;

The drain of life that's constantly washing away the good and spitting out the bad, Yes I meant how I worded it, You're supposed to wash away the bad and bring for the good...

Tell me why do so many of our loved ones suffer,
We work just to stay afloat ;

Afloat of the endless sinking world we live in,
Where no man sin is greater than the next;

Wishing bad karma's on our ex,
Just thinking about the next thing that's oh so cool so we can Flex;

I am Outraged,
Outraged that we as a whole can not get along,
Knowing that if everyone sticks together this world will continue to grow strong,
Stop shooting down others because of who they call their sisters and brothers,
We are all the same,
What color do you bleed...Red.!

My word will not go unsaid.....

I AM OUTRAGED with the world I so call home.
Carina Dec 2015
It's like the inevitable either you can climb it, or simply take the longer route and walk around,

The mountains are yet alive so when you go there for peace they'll make the slightest sound,

They will will not crumble do to a simple step,
Neither did they judge you when all you did is wept;

Be one with nature,
because rather we like it or not that is our future;

To become back one with where it is that our bodies came,
To finally realize that no matter what we do in life we are all indeed the same;

To the grass below and to the sky's above,
we will once become those we love;

To the mountains and to the sea,
To know that no one is below or above thee;
  Dec 2015 Carina
shåi
somehow i always
wrote poems
fantasizing about
the beautiful picture frames
and the way your hair shone

you looked so perfect
(at least that was what i thought)
it was only a facade
just a mere existence

i failed to write
about the way the blood
rushed through your eyes
like fire

i failed to see
how
a silent stream of tears
constantly fell upon your face

i failed to see
the imperfections of a love
so strong

i wrote about the mere
cliche
i failed to see
how the picture isnt as perfect
as it used to be
i thought you changed
but it was my fault all along

(b.d.s.)
i miss being on here sigh
  Dec 2015 Carina
shåi
silence exists as wind billows
through the night sky
echoes through wary hearts
a sudden high

the landscape erupts
as loneliness is now confined
a freeing passion
remains of lost signs

the ocean depict
a pain deep inside
that is all but forgotten
in the shadows they hide

(b.d.s.)
this is one of the first rhyming poems i have written in years and im proud of how it turned out haha
  Dec 2015 Carina
Mia Kay James
He realized
the fear of losing her,
based on
constant insecurity
terrified him.
Don't ever fall in love, my dear.
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