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4.1k · May 2015
MY OWN WORST ENEMY
karen dannette May 2015
All alone, again
Feeling meloncholy and captive
Within a cloud of intentional isolation
As each thought comes and goes without an answer.

Memories flicker in the crime scene of my mind.
My perception is clouded by questioning every suspicion.
As I try to stay unemotional and rationally make doubt my enemy.
This day has now ended and I have not made a decision.

Wondering when indecision and fear have intersected in my life.
Have I become so insouciant that I am blinded?
As I grow old and in my final hours, could this be my biggest mistake?
I am unwillling to dwell in the present and find happiness again?

Hours spent suffocating myself with regret
Tried to harden my heart to the point of no return
But, I perservere and try to rise above the abundancy of pain.
Licking the salt from my tears as they drip to my lips.

I now lay down, so silent that even my breath is quiet
Asking if the pain is worth the possibility of a true love that will last.
Will he crush my heart with unintentional love for another?
A chance, I guess, I am willing to take.  Or too soon?

I can only pray that the right answer will come during my slumber
And it will be within the will of my creator
Praying that my dreams will be filled with the answers that I seek
And tomorrow will be full of love, trust and loyalty.
I am truly facing a decision that can change my life in a good way.  It's really too bad that others in the past are trying to destroy a good thing.  But, I will try to see if our love grows and try to give us a chance.
karen dannette Feb 2013
when i say i love you
i mean i adore you
your smile is like a long lost embrace
your voice beckons me from miles away

when i say i love you
i want you to know that you are the only man for me
you are everything i dream about
and every possible blessing ive ever asked for

i couldnt imagune my lufe without you
and i know that my life would be void without your presence
your lips are what i think about most of my day
and you filk my nights with passionate bliss

you are the man i think about marrying one day
even though i told myself i wouldnr do it again
you are a shooting star in the darkness of the galaxy
i thank god for you entering my life every day
3.5k · Apr 2015
Master Manipulator
karen dannette Apr 2015
Your always playing the victim or guilt tripping me.
With eyes wide open, tell me what you see.......
The dark green forest falls quiet in the blackest night.
With a fresh, bleak snow hiding a monster out of my sight.

Down the path and out through the thistles
Escaping "it's" lungs pierce the night sky like a whistle.
Suffocating with fear, now I know that I'm done
Before the battle begins, "it" thinks the battle won.

I'm in shock on the ground and can't move not one little bit.
My head in my hands, falling down, not wanting to quit.
"It's" eyes are my death and "It's" thoughts are of pain
The storm clouds approaching, but it's not going to rain.

The distance between us nearly closes right in
Now, the true test is here, terror right under the skin.
"It's" voice is demonic and sounds of my demise.
Just the sight of "it" and I start praying for a painless goodbye.

I run and I run, but no chance, I will make it
So stygian now that I'm bleeding, falling into a steep pit.
Pitch-black of all hollows, reaching for the next mental wall.
My legs are all bruised up and wrist broken from the fall.

My screams are like razors that cut through the air
As I jump like a rabbit and out where it is clear.
The insects are buzzing to warn me to stop soon.
A symphony of the night just humming it's' tune.

And here is where I left you, as I stand toe to toe.
I told you before I just want you to go.
You have no goodness inside, just a monster, you've made.
The battle within your own mind will, again, be replayed.

As you turn and walk away, I wipe away a fresh teardrop
You've hurt me all that I can allow and now you must stop.
Master manipulator and thief, you've stolen my heart.
You showed me I was strong that day , now I can have a fresh start.
I wrote this last night and I could see everything so vividly.  I hope you can too.
"The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure that you seek"
- Joseph Campbell
3.3k · Apr 2015
Unloveable
karen dannette Apr 2015
While I was sleeping,
He took my trust.
While I was dreaming
He was all about another to lust.
short and sweet - and so true
3.1k · Dec 2012
CRUSHED WITHIN THE LIONS DEN
karen dannette Dec 2012
Love too much
Hurt too much
Always needing a heart to touch

Limitless sources of abundance so clear
No ability to cause you harm or unnecessary fear
Sometimes momentary blindness, inability to truly hear

Critical lapses of  excruciating, intensity from my vivid past
Try, as I might, to make the most healthy relationship last
As days turn into nights, I wish a moment of bliss with you that would last.

Not sure anymore, of anything that is real
Putrid, agonizing, annoyance seems to keep me off keel
Hoping, dreaming and wanting for my positive feelings to be real

Lustful thoughts of our time together feel ****** and surreal
In the midst of the anger and bitterness,  I realize I am able to feel.
Seductive, entranced, mesmorized with true love stamped within our hearts, forever sealed.

The dripping of the lukewarm indecision has grown old, decrepit and shames me in despair
Ready now for the realness of  a soul mate, never knowing one that cared.
So here it goes, where it ends, know one knows… now that my soul has been given and shared.

In the end, where I have always been
Crushed within the lions den
Here I am, nothing hidden, never knowing the why and when.

My heart is now yours and given of my free will
Never again will I have to trudge up  the loneliness hill.
The love that I seek has been found in you
With a light in our eyes, yours sparkling blue.

The things in my past that riddled me with fear
When the darkness replaced the light is no longer here.
I'm trusting you to love me and hope it is true.
This poem was written especially for you.
ANY FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED..  THANK YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO READ!
2.7k · Mar 2013
lick my wounds
karen dannette Mar 2013
Tomorrow is today is tomorrow
A never ending saga of emotional turbulence
Breaking through the cloud of judgement and whispers

My feet are aching and in pain me so.
My heart is shattering as we speak.
My love is almost nonexistent.

He looks at me through intoxicated, glazed eyes
Angry again, yelling at me for something I did or didn't do.
I go to my happy place, my self-destructive shelter.

Why?  Why do I do this to myself?
What makes me stay a prisoner within these walls...?
When I am a free spirit that wants to fly with the eagles.

So I did something to myself,
That only I can do.
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel.

I had to use that line from a song about pain.
That's my reality today, tomorrow and yesterday.
Forcing my mouth to form words I simply don't mean anymore.

You fell for my tricks and devices.
You were a mark, but it's all turned around.
Now I'm the one in shackles and peering through the window.

Not able to breathe fresh air and make decisions for myself.
The shackles around my feet have cut into my flesh, dripping fresh crimson blood;.
My beautiful smile has been replaced with an angry scowl of sorrow.

I'm crumbling into a million pieces
That will never again fit together.
Something marred and broken, ugly on the inside.

Can't anyone see the signs?
The emotional abuse that causes me to run to danger.
Because it's better than the surreal cause of all my anger.

Lick my wounds,
Salty sweat burning the fresh scars, you have caused.
One day, I keep saying, but it will have to be tomorrow.
karen dannette Jan 2013
CANT SEEM TO GET THINGS RIGHT
OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN
I LOVE YOU AND WANT TO SEE YOU HAPPY
BUT HE THINGS I DO DONT SHOW ANYTHING, BUT PAIN

AT FIRST, I SEEMED ALRIGHT AND YOUR SMILE WAS BRIGHT
LITTLE BY LITTLE, THE APPEARANCE OF JOY SHOWED FALSE
YOU SAW RIGHT THROUGH ME AND IT SCARED YOU.  
I SAW EVERYTHING AS IT WAS HAPPENING, BUT THEN IT WAS TOO LATE.

DON'T YOU SEE I'M DAMAGED GOODS AND YOU CAN'T FIX ME
CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I'LL JUST DESTROY YOU IN THE END..
FOR AFTER ALL, MISERY LOVES COMPANY.
EXCEPT, I'D RATHER NOT HAVE COMPANY THAT FEELS LIKE THIS.

ITS LIKE IN A MOVIE WHERE YOU SEE THE ACTRESS WALK TOWARD HER DEMISE
EVERYONE, BUT HER, KNOWS SHE IS GOING TO DIE
YET, SHE WALKS ON IN TOTAL IGNORANCE
IN TOTAL AND COMPLETE SURREAL STUPIDITY

INSANITY IS LIKE A TINY WORM
EATING AWAY FROM THE INSIDE OUT
YOU KNOW ITS THERE, BUT YOU CAN DO NOTHING TO PREVENT IT.
INSANITY IS MEETING ME AND THINKING YOU CAN CHANGE WHO I'VE BECOME.

SLOWLY, THE PICTURE FINALLY FOCUSES IN ON THE REALITY THAT IS...
BUT, NOW IT'S TOO LATE TO FIGHT.  
I HAVE TO RUN.  I HATE TO CAUSE PAIN.  BUT I HAVE NO OTHER CHOICE
SO, THERE IT IS.  YOU KNOW MY SECRET AND YOU PROBABLY WISHED YOU WOULD HAVE KNOWN BEFORE.

**** ALL THE ROTTEN, SICK AND TWISTED INDIVIDUALS THAT MADE ME THIS WAY
**** ALL THE SADNESS AND PAIN THAT POURS OUT OF MY SOUL LIKE A TSUNAMI
EATING AWAY MY FLESH, LEAVING EVERLASTING SCARS OF MISERY
**** ALL THE WHIRLWINDS AND DUST DEVILS THAT MAKE MY BRAIN UNABLE TO THINK CLEARLY

SO HERE I AM AND YOU ARE TOO
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT, TOO EXHAUSTED TO CONTINUE MY JOURNEY
TRASH IS A NAME THAT COMES TO MIND WHEN I THINK OF MYSELF
LOVE IS ONLY SOMETHING YOU CAN FEEL WHEN YOU CAN LOVE YOURSELF

THAT ISN'T POSSIBLE FOR ME ANYMORE
TOO MANY MISTAKES HAVE CAUSED ME TO HURT MYSELF AND WANT TO HURT OTHERS
THAT ISN'T THE WAY IT IS SUPPOSED TO BE, IS IT?
FORGIVE ME, GOD, FOR I CONINUE TO SIN AGAIN AND AGAIN

MAYBE TO NUMB THE PAIN FROM BEING TOUCHED WHEN I DIDN'T WANT TO
MAYBE TO NUMB THE AGONY OF FAKE *** ******* THAT BEAT ME DAILY... AND THOUGHT IT WAS OKAY.
MAYBE JUST TO TRY TO SURVIVE IN THIS COLD, TWISTED WORLD THAT EVERYONE ELSE THINKS IS NORMAL.
MAYBE, I'LL NEVER GET ANY BETTER AND THIS IS THE BEST IT WILL EVER BE FOR ME/??

I SKIM THE **** FROM MY GLASS WITH A CERAMIC STRAINER
IT BARELY CATCHES THE TOXIC POISON THAT SHOULDN'T BE CONSUMED
I CHANGE THE CHANNEL A MILLION TIMES TO A MILLION DIFFERENT CHANNELS
BUT ALL I SEE IS RACISM, LIES AND THE LATEST GADGET A FAMILY HAS TO BE IN DEBT FOR.

WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO OUR RACE.... TO OUR PLANET?
IS THIS REALLY THE PLAN THAT GOD DEVISED FOR US?
CAN THERE REALLY BE A PLACE CALLED HEAVEN
AND WILL ALL THE PAINFUL MEMORIES BE ERASED WHEN AND IF WE CROSS OVER TO THE OTHER SIDE?

I GUESS WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY IS I'M SORRY FOR WHAT I'M ABOUT TO DO TO YOU
I'M SORRY THAT OUR PATHS HAVE CROSSED AND YOU HAVE TO ENDURE WHAT I HAVE COME TO KNOW
I HOPE THAT YOUR SCARS AREN'T NEARLY AS DEEP OR EXCRUCIATING AS MINE ARE
I DO LOVE YOU, AS MUCH AS I CAN POSSIBLY LOVE SOMEONE WITHOUT EVER REALLY HAVING SOMEONE TRULY LOVE ME.
2.2k · Apr 2015
Hope she was worth it.
karen dannette Apr 2015
Oh, how it looks so appealing
This ******* you keep feeding
Your pretend act of loyalty and truth
Just to bait me into opening up to you.

In a desperate attempt to woo me....
You continue to be caught up in lies
This anger I'm feeling is real
You've been caught and lost your appeal.

Why must you make me feel??
When everything you say is not real??
Such a waste of time and tears
Yet, you continue to burn me and now I feeol fear.

Fire plus Fire equals an iunquenchable inferno
So , I'm spraying it down with truth filled water
Tell-tale signs of past experiences of abuse and misery
My discernment now clear and my eyes can now see.

You need to accept that it is all done now
We've said our final good-byes
Hope she was worth losing me
******* for making me cry.

I'll ask you this once, my dear
Stay away from me, I' m making this clear.
My flesh leads me astray
But I'm making this clear today.

I seek someone who cares,
So, let me get out of your way.
No longer blinded, now able to see
You are definately not the man for me.
obviously, there is some pain and anger in this poemfrom a recent experience
2.1k · Feb 2013
PERFECT COUPLE**
karen dannette Feb 2013
She looked at him with blue eyes of silken seas
Across the table a hand on his, intimately.
The gaze was a lovers gaze, fixed on each other
Both laughing and she had a perfect smile that all could see.

He courted her until their marriage day.
Her father dreaded giving her away.
She kept the house neat and gave birth to a son.
The perfect couple, everyone would say.

Work got hard, and his job was being given away.
They were shipping it to India, as they do these days.
He started drinking to ease the pain of not being able to pay all the bills.
She started feeling ignored and started taking prescription pills.

Every day they would remember the days when no worries existed.
They forgot to live in the moment and be grateful, slowly aging.
Life never stood still and it never will.
This "perfect couple" now argued and fought, sometimes raging.

It was never their dream for him to be unemployed.
They should have been overcome with their son's joy.
It wasn't meant for them to stay together through all of their strife.
Just as they became married, no longer were they man and wife.

She looked across the table at me through creased, aged eyes.
I looked back at her with my sweetest smile.
My mother reached across the table and grabbed my hand.
Now as I hear her story, I can finally understand.
** NOT SURE WHERE THIS CAME FROM, BUT  SO OFTEN, TRUE.  PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF I CHANGED FROM 3RD PERSON TO FIRST ANYWHERE THAT I DIDN'T CATCH.  THANKS.
2.1k · Mar 2013
Sincerely Aware
karen dannette Mar 2013
The crackling fire spits sparks into the night sky
The atmosphere is alive with bright hues of burnt sienna
Lighting your sober face with such pure beauty, that sadness cannot thrive.
As the dawn approaches, our love is more real than anything I've known.

Your eyes, blue as the sky with a hint of a storm cloud approaching.
Your smile is genuine and so sincere, I forget every other lover I've known.
Your physique is so perfectly masculine, every part of my body throbs in anticipation of your touch...............

The first taste of the change in your standard behavior
Left a welt upon my cheek and stung like bee with an addiction to hurt.
Your bitterness eats me alive, when the change of personality occurs....
So much so, I feel buried alive within the ground, slowly suffocating by the dirt thrown into my mouth.

Perfect?  I am certainly far from Jesus and believe me, I do sin.
Its difficult to remain unscathed or without retaliation, Ping-Pong, if you will.
Separation from the pain that scars, is self defense against all I know.
Refusal to be open-minded to the chance you are mistaken stunts the lessons we are to learn from each other.

Beating me into the ground with a shovel..  
Echoes of a tormenting, repetitive thud in a rhythmic balance of treble and bass....
Shakes me from my toes, violently shuddering with anger, sometimes fear.
Sorrow aches within my body from somewhere deep within ..

And as the cycle starts again from sweet to sadistic...
Our hearts break a little more and wicked thoughts invade our purity.
As I lay here alone, I truly wonder if we will be able to withstand our cruelty to each other.

No matter what we want in this relationship of stormy seas...
We can't move on in a healthy direction without some kind of compromise.
No matter how much I love and adore you,
I can't be caged like an endangered species, with wings  that have been clipped for my own protection.

The awareness I possess of my own faults and provocative ways, can't seem to filter through
When intoxication and anger are in control of you, you seem to co-exist with a savage who slowly tortures me.
Your words are like demonic zombies running rampant in a kindergarten yard.
My flesh is being ripped apart as the blurs of a million of them scratch and claw as they furiously circle me and isolate their victim.

As I have declared many times before, I am no innocent.
I do not regard your sensitivity to my crazed, moody outbursts.
So spoiled sometimes, that I forget that my tongue can be the fork that eats you alive.
Used to getting everything I desire, before my mind comprehends the damaging violence....
My requests become demands that poison your view of me,  incinerating any growth we have worked for.

My addiction and your affliction divide us into destructive, savage... yet well-trained soldiers.
As we fight over petty subjects that truly don't need the attention we grant them...  
We both lose a battle we don't even realize is going on within ourselves.
Is it really that important to be right, if it means we are always going to be wrong?   For each other?

Now, as my pen has brought me to see what is the true reality without placing blame...
My question to you : Do you love me enough to see this through, while we both change things that hurt and cause catastrophic damage to a blessing we have been gifted with by God?
I know my love for you is stronger than any bitterness within my heart...

The hours that I have been writing this poem, as I wandered the streets aimlessly and without ever finding any peace
......But can you really truly understand that even when you aren't right by my side, my heart belongs to only you?
Can you absorb the words that coincide with my feelings of loving you, unconditionally??
Can we get through this and get to the other side ?  

I can only imagine how strong our bond will be just over the current obstacle put in our path.  
Only together seeking God's guidance and grace, while we both seek support from each other...
Will we be able to see the beautiful rainbow, God's promise given as a sign,
Patiently awaiting  our self-control, discipline and purity of heart to learn the lessons we must learn and incorporate into our lives.

Forgiveness is key, for I know the blame game is too often, played.
I'm not willing to give up.....
            I've felt the bond between us and I know how rare it is.
We can learn so much if we don't let outside influences win and say goodbye.

I'm tired of running in circles,
Aren't you tired of sleeping in your clothes?
Can we muster the strength to truly begin anew without fear of anger and loss?
Or does it matter to you what the peace and love will have conquered or will you only think of what it has cost?
I know that it seems like you have put up with a lot, but what could be the gifts that wait for us? ... If only we could be open-minded and patient, maybe we could learn from each other and truly be happy.  Thank you, Joey, for everything you are and all the lessons that await us both.
karen dannette Feb 2013
My pain is like a dripping faucet
abused and mistreated
My overall condition, worsening drip by drip by drip.
Filling up the sink of life and drowning slowly,
agonizingly.

Choices made with haste and without true understanding of the possible result of the bitterness and pain I was causing.
The loss of the only child you carried in your womb, protected and loved by you, tenderly and with intent.
Mistakes so numerous, an exact moment of loss not known.
Immature woman given young child to raise in this world
of temptation, sin and emotional turbulence.......

-SIN OF THE FLESH CHOSEN OVER A GODLY LIFE-

My beautiful boy with a heart full of hope and abundance
damaged with a change of plans in my travels, unfairly and unjust.
Causing his vehicle to careen down an empty highway of bitterness and isolation.
Fortifying walls around his heart full of abundance of trust and love
Now cold and distant from the mother that shielded him from pain with strain and exertion.

My voice beckons him from across the canyon
To PLEASE allow me to make things ok again between us.
But, alas, only the echo of my own voice is rocketing in the distance
Emptiness and hopelessness, I strain to hear anything at all, no emotion allowed to return to me.  Not even an angry voice.
Beating myself with a metal chain, ****** and in complete desperation, standing on piercing nails with ripped off limbs.....

-OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER-  
FOR EVER??  
NO MORE CHANCES.  
FORGOTTEN, WATCHING IN DESPAIR AS HIS LIFE GOES ON WITHOUT ME
SO EASILY, HE MAKES IT APPEAR.

Regret is like an ancient building ruining the value of its neighbors
decrepit and broken down,
Depraved, isolated and abandoned with recklessness.
So ugly on the outside, no one dares try to re-enter the condemnation of the door.
No one believes it can ever be restored to its original beauty and inspiration.

Hopeful and optimistic for a reunion of remembrance and forgiveness.
Determined with purpose, willing to risk looking shamed and unlovable.
No more self-respect because of hasty, decisions and instant gratification.
Still holding my breath.  Could this be the time I call and he finally comes around?
Grasping to clutch, once again, the blessed unconditional love and trust of my only son.

Negligent and selfish, unintentional life choices of a mother
Difficult to completely accept responsibility for injuries sustained by my misjudgment.
Finally, after years of scripture and study,
Understanding the agony and misery
God must have felt to watch Jesus' beaten and prodded,

GOD SACRIFICED HIS ONLY SON
............THE ONLY WAY TO SHIELD US FROM THE UNIMAGINABLE PAIN AND MISERY
OF AN  ETERNITY  IN HELL ALONE AND UNWANTED
FINALLY RENEWED WITH FORGIVENESS!!!
AFTER WE HAD SINNED AGAINST HIM SINCE THE GARDEN OF EDEN FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS.

Almost insane from the self-inflicted abuse,
Survival instincts start to make me want to give up and continue my bad choices to numb the memory of him.
Yet, still begging to have him love me again, even if it was for a single minute.
Dreaming of a loving hug from son to mother in earnest and heartfelt.  Willing to settle ANY emotion at all reciprocated.
Hoping he never makes a mistake that causes such irreparable intensity, empty and unwanted.

After 12 years of comforting and soothing and protection,
Everything lost, no more memory at all of mother needed...
No thought of how important he made me feel at one time.
Only father standing proud in picture next to child
                Lovingly smiling at him with adoration.

He respects him and loves him as much as he condemns and disregards me.
               He only speaks or thinks of me with disdain and total detachment
And.. Only when absolutely unavoidable and by force, it appears.
What kind of hell on earth is this?  
           My own tears drown my hope and regret now defines me with each effort of possible reconciliation that is tossed away like an unwanted thing.  

Drip, drip, drip.
My heart is ripped into a million pieces, by my own hand.  
Never to be needed again
If forgiveness will never be possible, tell me now.
                 Please have mercy, while I grieve the loss of my only son.  Yet he lives.
addiction  ad·dic·tion (ə-dĭk'shən)
n.
Habitual psychological and physiological dependence on a substance or practice beyond one's voluntary control causing regret and devastation to loved ones..
sometimes, irreparable.
1.8k · Apr 2015
Spellbound
karen dannette Apr 2015
Apart from you, I am nothing.
Without your touch, I feel alone.
So take me now and partake of all I offer
I am so ready for every part of you
Your soul and your body and your mind.
I am taken aback by your quick wit
and your masculinity, slowly seducing..
Until I am panting with passion..

Your lips are like delicious apples
That are ripe for the picking.
And your body is glistening with dew.
I am forever tasting you and feasting upon your beauty
Until I am sated and am starving no more.
And as I lay back, so satisfied
I realize that without each other, this would never be.

So true, in fact, that I am mesmorized by your presence
And the energy I possess is all directed to you.
I wouldn't call it love, but I could call it amazing.
Listening for the sound of your heart beat
As the blood thumps, thumps, thumps....
You excite me so, there is not any word to describe
The tantalizing touch of your fingertips

And in a rhythm, we sway with the music
All time stops and logic doesn't exist.
There are just the two of us..
We meld together like we were fashioned that way.
Like I was never alone..
Or without you...
This was inspired by someone.  Critism welcomed.  Thank you for reading.
1.7k · Nov 2015
Gangsta (OG)
karen dannette Nov 2015
Take it into your sacred place
Where nothing brings you down.
Search your heart for what is real
Don’t listen to the gossip in your town.

Leave the fakes alone,
Let them take themselves out.
If you lose money in a deal,
Walking away is what it’s all about.

Free your mind from illness and debris
Thank your God for being alive today
Take a step in the right direction
And get out of your own way.
1.7k · Jan 2015
Saturated With Lust
karen dannette Jan 2015
Luscious lips
Burning flesh, insatiable
Soaked in your essence
intertwined, love so brutal.

Fascinated with the rythym
Your libido keeping time
My pelvis is throbbing for only you
Your body is truly sublime.

The feeling of bliss
Saturated with our body fluids, merged as one
On the red satin sheets,  we lay naked
On my mind,  in my heart,  blinded by the sun.

Torchered by divine lust
Kept satisfied in your essence, grateful
Irrisistable lips forever probing
Heart so full of love,  forever faithful.
Lust
karen dannette Dec 2015
I am so difficult that I wonder how I've been able to survive
In this world of corruption, greed and power trippin' fools.
Beyond the surface, inside of me, there is pure love and joy
Always pushed into a corner with hustlers with a hidden agenda, trying to be cool.

The choices in my life have my name written upon them.
Yet, the solutions come from the Divine, are words written upon my heart and soul
Traveling free, not afraid to be me...
So, I walk upon this earth, never allowing the evil to take it's toll.

Here you are and here I am too.
I try to understand why you did those things to me.
I come up empty-handed for the reason you chose that way.
Just when I thought I had moved on, I see you for who you are supposed to be.

You were diagnosed with Cancer and finally opened your eyes.
But, now it's too late to open up myself to the pain you can cause.
I tried to be there for you cuz that's just who i am.
Your never ending lies only hurt me and add to my loss.
My ex got in touch with me recently to give me the news and it devastated me.  I told him I would pray for him.  It's so sad that you don't know what you have till its gone.
1.5k · Apr 2015
For a silent woman, alone
karen dannette Apr 2015
She dreams a hard-working man;
one who comes home at night.
a man who grins cities
and smiles tall forests,
who mops sweat from a tanned face
with the frayed-but clean snows
of a thousand meadows.

She dreams a man, whose
rough-gentle hands
know wjust what to do
and he can do it too, just like that.
a man not too pretty, whose quick-eye
winks, a ******* jack of a guy,
too humble to be proud.

She dreams, in her silence,
of a man,
who can drive away a cloud
as though there's nothing to it
and without a word of brag,
but with her permission,
just do it.


wirtten by Daniel Williams
This poem was in the front of a book copywrited 1925. The name of the book is the Storyof The World's Literature by John Macy.
1.5k · Jan 2013
SCARS
karen dannette Jan 2013
Sadness envelops
My heart and soul
Keeping me confined
Choices taking their toll.

Freedom seems so far away
Melting into an abyss of emptiness.
****** parts and organs dying
Not coping well with all of the stress

Something gripping me, leaving me crippled
Tortured by my own worst enemy, myself
Too late for the past, so tainted
Unforgiven, unwanted, enough tears to fill the well.

Never enough, never okay
Seeking revenge, but not today.
Isolated and alone, mortified
The wrongs I’ve done, now need to pay.

Frozen in fear of loss
My heart is protected with walls
Unwilling to trust another
Hemmed within myself, death now calls.

Depression eating me alive
Like a serpent that devours
My time is running out
These are my final hours.

The cycle starts anew
A million nails through my flesh
The misery and pain endure
Now I can only guess.

Clouded judgement causing scars
Leaving me utterly alone again
The past becoming the present
Going back to the sickness that has always been
1.5k · Oct 2015
my forever friend
karen dannette Oct 2015
For you, my dear
I will simply try to hear you
Not to always agree,
Or discern the false from the true

Kept meaning to quiet my own thoughts
While I held still for hours trying to understand
Or decipher the inconsistency of the words
Without the satisfaction of a well thought out and productive plan.

I pray you will find happiness within
By chance, our next chance meeting shall be less invasive
Oh, what beautiful spirit cannot contain
So mystical, enchanting and always brave.

I bid you, farewell
My forever friend
I'll think of you often
Where have you been?
1.4k · Dec 2012
SpOiLeD BrAt
karen dannette Dec 2012
Who do you think you are?
You are no better than me, are you?
Take me and let me see what you are are made of, truly.
I'll keep your secrets for a time.
I'll make you understand what kind of wound heals and what doesn't.
I'll feed you to my ******* dog.


Just because...... I can.
Not the nicest poem,  but how I felt at the time.  Open for feedback and thanks for reading!
1.4k · Jun 2015
A Moth to the Flame
karen dannette Jun 2015
The flame engulfs us into physical bliss
Energy so powerful it knocks me to the ground like a ragdoll.
With every thought and hope for you to be happy and content
Another lick of fire singes my heart and soul.

When things are going your way,
Your smile can melt a snowman
And your eyes magically draw me to you
Like a moth to a flame.

But when the wind is gusty,
Your heart grows cold and hardens
The ugliness of the ice freeze me away from you.
While my fire is burning out of control just wanting you.

This flame I speak of is our energy merging as one.
The ice and cold comes from distrust, suspicion and rage.
A fire that consumes every molecule of my oxygen
Pushing me farther and farther away, being burnt bit by bit.

My heart is shattered with emotions I didn’t realize were possible,
Yet you react aggressively, without care of the consequence of your action
I pray you will never endure the utter destruction of a spirit of love
But maybe, you can have a chance at your next possibility of true love.

Unfortunately, I was the best you will ever have.
My love for you was pure and true.
The pain will subside over time, I pray
Hope others reading have the strength to leave someone they love
to heal their hearts and love another who deserves it.
Today was so hard.  I can no longer justify staying with someone that can hurt me without thought of my feelings.
1.4k · Dec 2012
BURNING Flesh
karen dannette Dec 2012
Feel the fire on your flesh, burning, transforming your entirety
Keeping all your secrets, forever hidden from the ones that you choose to deceive.
And if you feel that he is getting too close, run away…. Far away..
Never be too far away from home, to truly leave.

There in the distance, there is a siren beckoning for you.
She has her hands out to embrace you, only to crush you.
Her velvet dress is plunging down, so deep  you can see inside her.
But, it’s never enough to make her want you as much as you want her..

Listening to the folk music in the distance …
I can feel the agony coming on to me again..
Could it be real “??   Could it be my fault, again.?
Seeking revenge through the strangest of ways.  

The rocks are so real, that the sailors think they are seeing a mirage
But in reality, they think they will truly live past this day
Gorging upon the flesh of the past in the true spirit of the future
Bent, solemn, tragic, metamorphisis of the human character.  
Dig deeper, into the humanity that is no more.

Lifting my eyes to the stained, blackness of  their souls
Freedom beckoning from a distance for miles
Sativa and honey dripping from the demons, black. toothless grins
As I ***** my empty stomach and wretching, green nothingness, human bile.

So go upon your merry way and sing while you die
Feel the ******* anger and bitterness eating your insides.
So then, you walk the plank, knowing your end is near
Never giving in to the blanket of fear.

Tell tale signs of forgiveness, that is rarely real.
Stop the *******, you don’t know how to feel.
You lost  your soul a long time ago, gave it up for a bag
Now your eternity is forever evil and you’ve lost your true life’s zeal
1.4k · Nov 2014
Trust and Rely
karen dannette Nov 2014
Every day is new and yesterday has already gone
Upon awakening, rubbing the slumber from my eyes
I pause to reflect of the day ahead
To dream of the courage to see hope and not despair.

Countless hours wasted on thinking of what used to be
No longer living my in fear of things to come
But instead embracing all that could be and faith in God.
Trusting and relying on someone we can't see, to shelter me from the storm.

Breathing in the beauty of the sunrise and the love that surrounds us all
breaking free of every lie spoken, continually aware to avoid self-will
Finally understanding that helping others strengthens our heart and renews our mind.
Everyone has a stumbling block to challenge us to be better than yesterday.

With our feet standing firmly on the ground...
We take our head from the clouds to seek everything good and true
While the past is still a memory, we can use our experience, strength and hope
Finally, a reason to let go of the pain we have stored up from the past.

As our eyes grow heavy and the day comes to an end
We can stay in the present, with a vision of what joy tomorrow will bring
Lying in the safety of our beds, always a prayer to give thanks
We slumber again, continually repeating the cycle of underserved blessings.
After reading, pls provide specific feedback.....  I thank you for taking the time to help support a fellow poet:)
karen dannette Feb 2013
I’m in a blizzard of hate
Reconstructed and postponed to a more convenient date

I feel the LORDS light forever shining
Less stuffy and claustrophobic, supremely comforting

Paradise valleys of fresh fruit eaten at the vine
I keep waiting for that signal or divine sign

Follow me to the meadows and prairies
Seeking shelter and food, relinquishing all I can carry

To the final end, I fear is near
I'm out of breath and trembling in fear.

The horsemen have triumphed in this final hour
Down crashes humanity while standing tall is the Babylon tower.

Though a bit frightened, to be sure
I feel at peace and truly saved, finally surrendering to God's eternal cure.
Spirituality is at my core and I express it in this poem:)
1.3k · Jun 2015
Stay
karen dannette Jun 2015
Stay
Stay away from me
You are so toxic
Your heart is black like tar
Pourous and spongy
Soaking up energy
With none returned
Demonic sickness
Embedded in your every motive
Life is meant to be enjoyed
And you are no longer wanted in mine.
I guess this is the only way I know of to get rid of the negative and invite the positive into my life.  Moving forward, never back.
1.3k · Jan 2013
weak kindness??
karen dannette Jan 2013
I look into your eyes, although they are void of any real emotion
Coming here today after calling me a prositiute from something that you heard
I S UnAcCePtAbLe to me and I want you to hear me in your daydreams repeating this until you get it.
It would have been one thing to accuse ME, not him, of your alleged suspicious allegations
But, maybe your ***** havent dropped enought to think and act like a gentleman, especially in their house.

I know your complete disdain for me and people like me, but I'm not your girlfriend or a prostiute.
I suggest that you get your facts straight, don't drink yourself into anoblivion at your "best friends house" on New Years Eve and rant and rave creating slander and outrght lies, lies, lies, lies.  behind my back made me ***** profusely into my mouth and I lost the taste for the dinner I had just prepared for over 2 hours.

Be aware that when you "lie" and slander someone's name to that degree (to your best friend who is in love with that person.   It might be a good idea to check those 3rd persson "accusations, without proof.
This isn't rocket science and you don't have to replace your own heart in some secret scientific project where you are the doctor and the patient.  
I know that you have you heard "(if you live in glass houses, you shouldn't throw the first stone)"
I mean if I would've told you all your flaws (believe or make believe) behind your back to someone you loved, how would that had made you feel.

Cuz honey, I aint no *******, and unless your Jesus, I don't need your *******.
So for now, you are being allowed to visit this house.  I would suggest you don't get so ****** up that you don't remember offering me money for ***, so Joey has to kick you out again.  
But, listien- honey, I understand you didn't get much education, maybe came from a broken home..etc
Next time you disrespect me or my man in his own house.  I will just go get the hammer.

No hard feelings, right, Rob?
This was definately a therapeutic write to stop the watterfall of cement falling unto my bed and getting me more calloused than I should be.  I will Pray for Rob.   He's just so sad and pathetic, after all, I do have a heart.
1.3k · Jan 2015
In the Light of the Moon
karen dannette Jan 2015
Incapacitated by my own illness
Surrounded by an invisible cage
Cannot fill this endless void
Broken by this choice of inconceivable rage.

Loathing all that evil brings
Sickened by the torture inflicted
Drowning by the tears I've shed
Dreading the truth that we've all become addicted.

Conscious desire turns my lungs into lead
Resplendence within my soul more intrepid than I thought
I know it's not the end, for now
The war of the mind cannot be physically fought.

The dripping of the candle wax
In the light of the moon
Insight of what's happening
Wishing it would be soon
The truth  is everywhere..
1.3k · Dec 2012
Sweetest Joey
karen dannette Dec 2012
I love you, always. I need you...forever.
You always find a way to make me smile.
You give my anger its own style.
Forgive me for all I'm not doing right for you.
Fill me up with your peace, love, patience and joy
And I will forever have your essence within me.
Remember that nothing will come close to the love in my heart
My heart and soul fully respecting you in every way
1.2k · Dec 2012
luke warm
karen dannette Dec 2012
Love too much
Hurt too much
Always needing a heart to touch

Limitless sources of abundance so clear
No ability to cause you harm or unnecessary fear
Sometimes momentary blindness, inability to truly hear

Critical lapses of  excruciating, intensity from my vivid past
Try, as I might, to make the most healthy relationship last
As days turn into nights, I wish a moment of bliss with you that would last.

Not sure anymore, of anything that is real
Putrid, agonizing, annoyance seems to keep me off keel
Hoping, dreaming and wanting for my positive feelings to be real

Lustful thoughts of our time together feel ****** and surreal
In the midst of the anger and bitterness,  I realize I am able to feel.
Seductive, entranced, mesmorized with true love stamped within our hearts, forever sealed.

The dripping of the luke warm indecision has grown old, decrepit and shames me in despair
Ready now for the realness of  a soul mate, never knowing one that cared.
So here it goes, where it ends, know one knows… now that my soul has been given and shared.

In the end, where I have always been
Crushed within the lions den
Here I am, nothing hidden, never knowing the why and when.

My heart is broken in a million pieces you must now mend with your love.
Quite a task, indeed,  for anyone…. But your love surely comes from above.
And if you hurt me in any way, stand in line with all the others that who claimed they knew love.
1.2k · Jan 2013
revenge
karen dannette Jan 2013
My head hurts
Oh, how it pains me
Oh, how you pain me with your presence

Cant you see what you are doing to me?
Cant you believe things for yourself?
Why do you let them sway your opinion of me?

Forget that I am here
Forgive me for my faults
Transcend all things like God...  I dare you.

Secretly, plotting revenge within the realm of my existence
Hoping that all things will come to an end
Favoring my thoughts, severing all ties.
1.2k · Mar 2015
my final breath
karen dannette Mar 2015
Here I am
In the midst of all chaos and confusion
The brisk wind chills me to the bone
Hoping this is all just an illusion.

I only trusted the person you showed me
And kept me in the darkened room
Always depressed......
And unworthy....

You slither around like the serpent you are and im filled with dread and doom.
Keeping me hidden away from myself, so not even i know the real me

Running from the ones who love me and care for me
Into the arms of an abyss full of tradgedies
Who can survive in a world full of voided space without love?

As i lay my head down, in a final breath,,,,
It is finally silent.
I know who i was, but its too late.
Feeling really sad...not really suicidal, but welcoming the pain ive become used to.
1.1k · Apr 2015
The Light
karen dannette Apr 2015
4-7-2015

The way of truth
Is a beautiful sunset painted in the sky
The colors so vivid,
My eyes smile with contentment and joy.

Standing at the crossroads
Knowing the wise road, in which, to travel
Straining my ears to hear that still, small voice
Beckoning me to let him carry me.

As we pass through a massive canyon
So immense, amazing and spectacular
Unable to control the sheer joy in my heart
So, I take a picture in my mind that will never fade.

So tired of pretending that I have it all together
As the walls I have created, tremble and shake
I will them to fall and allow me to feel every emotion
As my imaginary life seeps into reality.

The broken pieces of glass that have shattered
Blinding my eyes so I can no longer see
Squinting my eyes, the world around me
Leads me home again.
1.1k · Dec 2012
THE ESSENCE OF MY ETERNITY
karen dannette Dec 2012
In the essence of my eternity
I pull my strings to get what I want, what I need..
In the eternity of my essence,
I’ve lost the ability to feel what everyone should feel, no more greed.

Take me into the abyss of my misery,
While the deep,  intense, thoughts abide me in my life’s way
Everything is platforms, *******, and sin
The dogs are in the way, opening their mouths before they know what they say.

The creek is filled with alligators, yet the pond is filled with fish
I find myself in the abyss  of anger, resentment and grief.
I’m trying hard to exist within the lines, within these symptoms.
With God’s help, I can begin to live with less sadness, more relief.

The bayou is filled with souls of those truly dead and memories of past
Some killed, some filled, some souls that have been sold
I ask our Lord for forgiveness, yet sin again, like an ignorant migrant worker
I can only try to fill my life with his joy, like the bible foretold.

Forever again, it seems an eternity  to me.
Severing all the thoughts that cause bitterness to bite me
Keeping all energies postiive, in the midst of a spiritual war
Wanting with all my heart for the me that God created continue to be.
1.1k · Feb 2015
Awaken
karen dannette Feb 2015
live or die
melted by
choices made now
why must we believe the lie

evaporated and interest due
the enemy waits to see it through
with willing hearts, scarred inside
meant to be a journey, not an amusement ride

while the flowers grow at his command
we think that we have a better plan
soldiers surround the innocent to keep
children of darkness in shadows for the chance to leap.

what happens now has been pre-ordained
such a wasted life when the soul is stained.
Protected by an unseen source of love
shower us from the heights above

the question remains and will continue to be
must we stay in darkness, when we have the ability to see
sadness and regret steal the light from our eyes
seek the truth instead of believing the lies

Oh spirit, please awaken from sleep and rise
Our lives are but a blink of an eye
Surrender now, all of our flaws are to learn
And now, all consuming fire, every kind of evil will burn.
Life is a journey, not a destination.
1.1k · Sep 2015
Just a little bit of rage
karen dannette Sep 2015
*******
******* for everything you took from me
my ability to make good decisions have tainted my time
And still, I wonder if you are ok.

Its time to be who I was meant to be.
Goodbye.
1.1k · Nov 2015
Still Alive
karen dannette Nov 2015
I'm alive today, but not sure why
I've been thinking a lot about life and when I will die.
It's sad to say, but truth often is
I'm left here in this empty abyss of loneliness.

Sitting upon my pity-*** gains me nothing in the end
I wish I would've considered my actions, now without my friend.
Crushed and polluted within my mind
A crime scene inside my brain you will only find.

So, what is the solution to the problem at hand?
How can I correct what has already been done and still be able to stand?
Should I run away or stay to face the music and internally die?
I know that I'm sick and tired of always wanting to cry.

I know God exists and he has a purpose for my life.
I know that he loves me and will always make a way, leading me away from strife.
So, now that I remember that beautiful promise he made to me...
I'm asking the Lord to carry my burden and help me to be eternally free.

Do I still think about morbidity and the way it would look upon my death?
Am I so selfish to be concerned with how I will take my last breath?
No, I refuse to give up and let the evil one win.
I'm going to turn my life over to him again.
1.1k · Jan 2013
THESE WALLS I HAVE MADE
karen dannette Jan 2013
I finally feel the need for change
I completely welcome the tales of the past
Tragedy is what makes me who I am.
Seeking the entirety  of  the person I was made to be.

You finally broke through that armor of mine
The entire world looks at me and my decisions with disdain
Infatuation and interest, keeps me confined here
But I don’t know any more lessons to be learned from you.

I have learned some tolerance, patience and kindness
I have been taught to do what is required of me
Seeking the flame to brighten my day, my whole being
Still, waiting and watching to engage myself to thee.

Witchcraft and trickery are used all the time,
It doesn’t make it right or the best of the choices
However, I continue to persist and continue on
My spiritual guide is the only entity’s voices

I plea to thee, for a final chance
In which, to make this right
I am open and willing for another way
Seeking answers through my second sight.

Forgive me if I appear to be out of my mind,
I’m trying to give up on my painful memories, always keeping me down
The stars twinkle in the sky, the clouds keep moving around
Watching, waiting for that musical, whimsical, clarifying sound.

The wind chimes in the garden echo from a distance
Striking me at just the right moment, a moment of chance to be
Feel me at my core, feel me cover you with all of my love
Sell yourself to only me, against all odds, to have a chance to see.

Imprisoned within these walls that I have made
I find it hard to trust another man
But in the end, being alone isn’t the answer
I am doing all I possibly can.

But, I don’t give up and it doesn’t really matter to me
I’ll keep standing up, after getting kicked in the ribs for eternity
1.1k · Jan 2013
LIPS LOCKED, LOBES LICKED
karen dannette Jan 2013
Touch me
Feel my skin underneath your fingers, hot breath
Melt into my soul, just for tonight
Amazing how we meld into one, almost close to death.

I'm clinging to you like a life raft
In this waterfall of lust
****** after ******, climbing to the next
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Faithful to our love for eternity
Brought here by unforeseen supernatural force
Lips locked, lobes licked
Panting and wanting more, not knowing the fire source.

Feel me, want me
Never forget me
I will surrender to you
Beyond our human existence and for eternity.
SOMETIMES, THERE IS JUST LUST.  SOMETIMES, LOVE AND LUST COMBINE INTO SOMETHING SUPERNATURAL.
1.1k · May 2015
The Crippled Child
karen dannette May 2015
Born into a world, where she did not belong
Her lungs were not developed, her heart was not strong.

Her body, so fragile, surrounded by glass
She fought bravely, but her little body couldn't last

The child was beautiful, she was named Heather Michelle.
The doctors were hopeful, but only time would tell.

As the surgeons and staff fought desperately for her life
Her mother was in pain and still under the knife.

This angelic child had to endure much more than the rest.
The family, prayed that God's will be done, whatever best.

Illness enveloped her and she became frail
Everyone had hope that their faith would not fail.

As the child lay lifeless in the hospital bed.
So sad, but true, the beautiful child now dead.

She will always be remembered for the struggle that she made.
And on her gravestone, white roses were laid.

Her mother, the addict, lives with regret and remorse
For she still will do anything to get her drugs from the source.
I wrote this poem in 1991.  I was a jr. in high school.  It fills me with such sorrow, that I had to share.
karen dannette Mar 2013
Gazing into a meadow filled with hope.
As my weary legs slip further into the light
Enemies gather around me, confining me into this place
For all eternity, I want to be remembered for doing what is right.

Insanity is past, emotional trauma never to heal.
Kept me checked into a a coast transition.
Although I wasn't cured of the brutal memories of the past.
I was always able to make concrete and valid vital decisions.

I want to tell you how I feel.......
Something holds me back, keeps me held in fear.
It takes every ounce of my being to remain truly real.
Final hours appear on the horizon, illusions becoming clear.

My emotions run through me like an electric current.
Robbing me of my good judgement and clarity.
It's definitely time to seek a my higher power for the only cure.
Sincerely afraid of what I've become, eyes forcing me to finally see.

Solitary confinement sounds like an affordable luxury.
And all the "loyal, perfect friends" have never even really cared.
I'm shredded, in agonizing circles of vicious pr-mediated plans.
Although, I'm aware of the enemy, myself, still I am running scared.

"Yes!  Run away like a scared little girl, never to return.
Ripping my life apart, even when things are going well.
That's the pattern, the history, the story of my ******* life.
I'm not ashamed, its the story that I was meant to tell.
karen dannette Feb 2013
WHEN IT SEEMS LIKE ALL IS LOST
AND YOU HAVE NOONE ELSE TO COUNT ON, READY TO GIVE IN
ALL OF A SUDDEN, SOMEONE APPEARS
AND IT  CAUSES YOU TO TAKE INVENTORY OF THE  CHARACTER WITHIN

FOR ALL THESE YEARS, I DREAMED OF BEING WITH A REAL PERSON
SOMEONE THAT COULD REALLY ACCEPT ME FOR ME
YOU WERE ONE HUNDRED PERCENT UNSELFISHLY AND LOVING
I HAVE ALWAYS WISHEDTHAT YOUR  LOVE  COULD SET ME FREE

WHILE YOU SLEEP, SOMETIMES I GAZE INTO YOUR SOUL
NOT OFTEN WILL THERE EVER BE
SOMEONE WHO CAN TRULY LOVE AND BE LOVED
ESPECIALLY SOMEONE AS DIFFICULT AS THE LIKES OF ME.

THE DEEPEST EMOTION BURIED FROM A PLACE I'VE NEVER KNOWN
SUDDENLY, I ALL BECOMES SO VERY CLEAR
I'VE BEEN RUNNING FOR SO LONG. WITHOUT AN END IN SIGHT
THAT MY SELF-DECEPTION TURNS FROM COLDNESS TO ABSOLUTE FEAR.

IMAGINING MYSELF IN A TORNADO OF BLISS,
SOMETHING I NEVER THOUGHT I'D FEEL FOR REAL
NO MORE CONFRONTATION OF AGONY OR PAIN
THIS NEW FEELING OF TRUE LOVE STAYS STRONG, FEELING SO SURREAL.

PASSING THROUGH THE TURBULENCE OF THE PAST
USED TO CONFINE ME IN A STATE OF DISTRUST
BUT, NOW ALL THE PUTRID PAST LIES BEHIND ME
ALONG WITH TRUE PASSION WITH LOVE, CONTAINED BY HEAVENLY LUST

SO HERE ALL LIES RIGHT BEYOND THE NOW
SEEKING OUT TRUTH, NO LIES, NEVER WAVERING FROM REALITY
KISSES AND TOUCH, LOVE BEYOND MY BOUNDERIES
KEEPS ME TRULY HAPPY AND WITH NEVERENDING ECSTACY.

I WRITE THESE WORDS TO MAKE YOU SEE
I''LL BE LOYAL AND TRUE TO YOU
THANKING GOD FOR  EVERYTHING GOD BLESSES ME FOR
I USED TO BE LOST, BUT NOW I AM ONE OF THE CHOSEN FEW.

GOODBYE, I SAY, BUT NEVER DO I LEAVE
YOUR MERE PRESENCE PENETRATES MY SOUL
I FIND MYSELF AGAIN, USED TO NEVER RECOGNZE
FINALLY FILLING THE VOID INSIDE ME, FILLING THE IMAGINARY BLACK HOLD.

THE ONLY THING I CAN'T SEEM TO TAKE AWAY TO BRNG ME PEACE
CRIPPLED BY THE PAST, CAN NO LONGER GO ON
I TRDGE ON IN FAITH OLONE AND BY MSELF
AND THE MEMORIES OF THE PAST FIND THEIR WAY OUT AND FOREVER GONE.
1.0k · Jan 2013
a paper hat
karen dannette Jan 2013
Heard the morals
Junk the trend
Finding life in joy
Staying loyal to your friend

Abuse and ignorance
Carries the stench of blood away
Counting senseless judgement calls
Keeping faith at bay

Loop-holed documents
Stretching out the vivid lies
When all the while, in your head
Your conscience weeps sorrowful cries


Fold away a paper hat
For a rainy ******* day
Life is lessons to be learned
That’s all I have to say.
karen dannette Feb 2013
Drug induced hysteria
with a friend that cares about you enough to help and not lecture....  I need you to get through this, just like last time.  I know, together, we can do this!!!!

Here I am in the middle of another ******* predicament.
Placed here by no other, than myself.
Only now, I am beginning to be able to see the sun through the clouds
Only because I have some clarity through the insanity.

Have you ever felt so overwhelmed that you wanted to bury your head in the sand?
Things had gotten so ******* out of hand?  You had no clue or plan?
Can’t you see how this all began?  You let things go until there was no hope and you could barely stand...

What is the solution?   Can you finally see?
This insanity is simply killing you and me.
Find a peaceful place to spend some time alone.
Without a slot machine, music, a phone..... even the absence of a man.

What did you find there?
Can you remember who you really were?  When did the pain come and what was the source?
I wish I could magically lift both of us up into sanity and reality in an instant.
But, unfortunately, we have to make that journey ourselves with God’s help, of course.  
Excuses, excuses, excuses... we sure are good at those, indeed.
Planning for our future is the thing we really need.
A friend that is true is hard to find, but when we are high, we don’t really mind.
Our remedy for our painful memories is only masking the real problems, seeking out the triggers and all the people that don’t care at all and the underworld kind.

The drug of choice is different for all.
The ultimate ending is that we will forever fall.
Falling, falling, until we find the bottom of our soul.
As it’s ****** up into oblivion and we can no longer stand tall.

Promises are so easy to make, just words, you know.
Action and reaction, when and if we need to make a decision when it mattered.
Making realistic judgement calls when a situation arises...
All this “stuff” is doing is causing our life and loved ones completely tattered.

So, I ask you, my true friend.... are you ready to surrender to the life we were meant to live?
Being kind, rather that manipulative, seeking out what we were meant to give?
I love you more than family, but unavoidably, will have to separate from you and truly, it would **** me to have to do that to me and you.
I’ve had all I can take of this ******* life, I’ve created by mostly lies.
I’m tired of being the target for Satan and his sinister, deceit... only ending up with only heartache, watching each other cry.
I know you miss your little ones.. So sweet and beautiful.
There’s time still to regain yourself and get back in their lives... they are still young.
Do me a favor and contemplate taking this plunge with me?
I promise I’ll be the most loyal friend you’ve ever had and this will only bring us closer.  
We both need this and I think you would agree.
Marisha, can you please try to get clean and get better with me?

I promise that I’ll be there tried and true, through tears and anger too.
Just can’t give up my life to an addiction so false and full of tears.
It seems to prey on all my problems and every fear.
I know that God put us in each others lives for a reason, that is so clear,

Please don’t think I am judging you in any way.
That’s not what I’m trying to say.
I love you so much and your friendship means the world to me, but I’m ready to surrender.. The only answer I have is to plead with you and pray, pray, pray.

If you need somewhere to live, you can stay here until you get back on your feet.... only clean.  So please don’t let Satan let you think of that excuse not to bring your beautiful heart and soul back to where it’s supposed to be.
I hope you read this poem and smile, thinking of you and me.
I love you always!
945 · Mar 2015
the canyon
karen dannette Mar 2015
yesterday blurs
with tomorrows blues
kept inside the canyon of my heart
devastating the only soul that yearns for you

now, frozen in fear
amidst the cold retribution i created
wishing for a miracle that will soon emerge
Feeling emotionally tapped
944 · Apr 2015
Pretty Poison
karen dannette Apr 2015
PRETTY POISON

You try to call me
To make me feel you
Being broiled alive in a turmoil
that I can't.......even breathe

Your profession of love
Yet, permeate the disillusionment of my soul
Now i feel suffocated, utterly suspended in loss  
Sickened by the sight of myself, stuck in this hole.

When you do look at me
It is only with degradation,
I am just a prisoner within myself ,
Your deceit and support is a complete contradiction.

Have I become such a burden to you?
Because my choices in life are against your advice
You can't change who I am, that's who you loved at the start.
Once a burning fire for me, now only a heart of only ice.

The scales are tipped to your side
You are adored and respected by all.
I am the outsider, I'm not disullioned
Now, we can all buy a ticket and watch me fall

Always alone in a room full of people?
What would it mean if no one cared if you ******* died?
Have you ever put yourself in my shoes, even for a moment?
Crying myself to sleep every night, humility taking the place of my pride.

I can't turn back the clock
To alter the damage that has been done to you
I battle emotions and memories that ache, all bottled up inside
Don't worry about being subtle, I can take a cue.

Hear my words, I'll only say them one time
Certainly can't allow you to use me for a doormat or a lame.
I've made mistakes, but I'm an adult willing to take the blame.
You've done your job, I am leaving to end this crying game.

Feel the love inside my heart,
Like you used to before.
Or just end this agony before I end it all.
The pain I feel is churning inside me, deep within the core.

I don't know what to do anymore.
Can't you see I continually apologize for what has been done.
I'm losing my mind and I'm worried that I may do something I will regret.
Like hurt myself or hurt someone else, tired of seeing the barrell of your gun.

Pretty poision or siren you say I am
Such a shame you can't take credit for your own symptoms,  
By poisioning my thoughts you think I'll forget who I am....
So, you can sit there and complain while you **** your thumb.

But, the difference between you and me
Is that I know God is carrying me through these times.
He is the one that will be there with the Book of Life.;
Only God can judge me for every sinful crime.

Should I surrender again?
Sensing your pernicious, reeking breath on my neck....
Stinking like stale beer and nicotine
Does he realize that he is a train-wreck.

**** me harder, i will always say
I must like it when it hurts me this way.
Seeking anger and destruction within my heart of sorrow.
Realizing the detriment to my soul, I won't be here another day.

Inside the depths of my soul,
I must bid you adiew...
When I depart from you forever
I will finally feel brand new.
I came across this poem I wrote back in 2013.  I realize now that I was extremely ******* myself and re-wrote it.   Any feedback is appreciated.  Thank you.
916 · Nov 2015
Death
karen dannette Nov 2015
I'm watching you as you watch me
It's breaking my heart to see you cry constantly.
WE have had memories that no one can take away
Even if I left right now, I want you to be ok.

These white walls are screaming and the nurses don't even care.
Feeling so lucky just to have you here.
The drip of the medicine slowly killing me
I only pray for it to be quick, if it is to be.

Life is short like a piece of sand on this beach.
Relationships and building character is what we should seek.
In one hundred years of advancement, we've taken ten steps back.
Perfect love and kindness is what we often lack.

We act so much better than the animals we cage.
Then wonder why mother nature is pouring out her rage.
The earth was freely given with more than enough to supply
When I think of the greed and selfishness, it makes me want to cry.

We are all so worried about what happened in the past.
If we don't start living in the present, our race will not last.
Instant gratification and materialism and power for a false sense of pride.
Are we ever going to adapt and evolve and stop the constant lies.

Friendships that last are hard to find
It takes a lifetime to truly appreciate the genuine kind.
We've been given a brain we are too lazy to use
It's like we're playing a game, in order to win, we have to lose.

My breath is now rattling out of my chest
Maybe now, my soul will finally be at rest.
When I stand at the gates of judgement, I'll smile.
Cuz life only lasts a second, but eternity is a very  long while.

Advice from beyond the grave and back
Love everyone, even those who hurt you, even if they don't love you back.
For the real test of character and spirit within you
Is forgiveness, kindness and always being true.

Meditate, reflect and do your best at everything
Time runs out so fact, you don't even notice it.
So stay the course and on the right path, whatever you do
Never say never, don't give up and be one of the chosen few.
913 · Jan 2013
MASTERMIND
karen dannette Jan 2013
PATIENCE ISNT MY STRONG POINT
SELFISHNESS ABOLISHES MY KINDNESS
AS I STARE IN THE MIRROR
THE MORE I SEE, MY CHARACTER APPEARS LESS.

THE FOUNDATION OF MY RECOVERY
IS SUPPOSED TO BE BUILT ON EVEN LAND
MY FLAWED, IMPERFECTIONS SPEAK VOLUMES
IN A DROWNING POOL OF SELF-MADE QUICKSAND

DARLING, MY DEAR, FORSAKE ME NOT
AS I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THIS FLAG OF LIES
I PRAY TO GOD THAT HE STILL LIVES WITHIN ME
ALTHOUGH, DOUBT IS IMMINENT, FOR IT ISN'T GOD WHO I DESPISE.

SLUMBERING INTO A PEACEFUL ETERNAL SLEEP
I REMAIN UNCHANGED AND WEEP EVER MORE
MY FAITH IS STRONG AND I'M WILLING TO FIGHT
CAN'T HELP WONDER WHAT MY FUTURE HAS IN STORE.

MY ANXIETY HAS MET ITS MATCH
MY HEART WILL BEAT NO MORE
MY LIFE IS COMING TO AN END
PLEASE TELL ME WHAT I'M WAITING FOR
881 · Jun 2015
Ashes to Ashes
karen dannette Jun 2015
There's one thing I'm sure of
And it's beyond pure and clear
You are a heavenly angel
That God holds you dear.

I was blessed to have known you
And regret all I've done to hurt you
You never deserved anything so harsh and disrespectful
But, I was so dumb, I  never had a clue.

My love for you will never dwindle or weaken
In my heart, I feel your warmth and it grows every day
All of your painful memories, God continues to mold anew
Your love is strong and always true.

Oh mother, how blessed I was to be in your presence
Dear loved one, so sensitive and abused by your trust
If one thing, I would change for you
It would be your birth to another, ashes to ashes - dust to dust.
to my mother
880 · Mar 2015
Forget Me
karen dannette Mar 2015
It's over now
The time has come
When u realize what you had
You will understand where
True pain comes from

Glad you are perfect
But missing a heart
These deeply inflicted wounds
Have ripped me apart

How can you confess your love ?
When I can taste the bitterness in my mouth and soul
Sorrow and fear scathing my heart
An opening is left with a gaping hole.
end of relationship
872 · Feb 2013
FROM DENVER TO ANYWHERE
karen dannette Feb 2013
2-3-13

THE SUNRISE APPEARS OVER THE MAJESTIC MOUNTAINS
AS I GAZE INTO THE BLUEST COTTONBALL SKY, TEARS WELL UP IN MY EYES
ONLY GOD COULDVE MADE THIS EARTH WE LIVE ON
JUST GRATEFUL TO BE ABLE TO SEE ANOTHER SUNRISE.

ALL MY RAW EMOTIONS WELL UP WITHIN ME NOW
TEARS WILL FALL, BUT EVENTUALLY THEY WILL FADE
FOR I KNOW THAT LOVE IS EVERLASTING
ALL OF MY FOUNDATION BUILT, THE BEST OF HIS PLANS THAT HAVE EVER BEEN MADE.

CURIOUSITY HAS ALWAYS BEEN MY ENEMY
CAN'T SEEM TO SEE FOREST THROUGH THE TREES.
SOLDIERS MARCH TO THE BEAT THEY HAVE BEEN TAUGHT
ALL I'VE EVER REALLY WANTED WAS TRUE LOVE AND HARMONY.

THE SADNESS COMES FROM WITHIN AND SLOWLY FADES
HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO COPE WITH ALL THE AGONY AND PAIN
CLOUDS OVERHEAD, CIRLCING, SHOWING ME THE FUTURE
AM I DOOMED TO REPEAT MY MISTAKES OVER AND OVER AGAIN?

THEN, I SEE YOU, THROUGH THE FOG OF PURITY OF LIFE
AND I WONDER ABOUT WHAT YOU WILL DO, THINKING ABOUT YOU.
GAZING INTO YOUR SEASWEPT, LOVING AND BEAUTIFUL EYES.
THEN I KNOW THAT SOMEHOW, THIS LOVE WILL GET ME THROUGH.

I TRULY HATE PAST MEMORIES THAT MAKE ME CRY
IT ISN'T FAIR TO YOUR LOVING HEART, YOU KNOW THE TRUTH INSIDE
PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP ON ME, I LOVE YOU SO.
I WISH THAT I COULD ERASE MY PAIN AND GIVE UP ON MY PRIDE.

I'VE SO MUCH GUILT AND MISERY BUILT AROUND MY WALLS
WISHING I COULD TRULY LET IT ALL BE GONE AND GO AWAY
AS I SEE YOU CREATE DISTANCE FROM ME, A PART OF ME DIES
ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS, IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT I SAY.

DO YOU TRULY WANT THIS LOVE TO BE REAL AND LAST?
OR, ARE YOU REALLY AT THE END OF ANY PATIENCE YOU EVER HAD?
I'M NOT REALLY A CRIMINAL, BUT CHOOSE THE WRONG INSTEAD OF THE RIGHT.
I'M SICK AND TIRED OF FEELING GUILTY AND DON'T WANT TO MAKE YOU SAD.

ALL MY POEMS SEEM TO BE ABOUT YOU LATELY.
I WONDER WHAT THAT MEANS IN THE END....
i GUESS I'LL ALWAYS HAVE MY SENSITIVITY AND *******
I'M JUST WONDERING WHY THE PAIN AND WHEN WILL IT EVER END?


IN HEAVEN, THERE WILL BE ME AND YOU
I KNOW THIS TO BE PERFECTLY TRUE
FEEL ME AND I WILL FEEL YOU
KNOWING THIS LOVE IS REALLY TRUE.

I OVE YOU
OH, HO3 NICE IT IS JUST TO DREAM.. JUST TO  LEAVE YOUR REALITY FOR A BIT!
860 · Mar 2013
Until I'm gone
karen dannette Mar 2013
Shear, pointed razor sharp claws
Digging into me like a fish hook caught on my lip.
....Intentionally, crushing my jaw and my ability to speak.

Always and forever, I will hold on to you like a life raft.
Why?  When your words stab me like a dagger in my heart.
Your tongue like a serpent, seeking revenge and harm to me.

Brilliant, you once were.
Severely handsome and crafty, like a gentleman not of this age.
Now your smile makes me sick.

But here I am and here you are.  
Seemingly stuck without a way out.
You want to get rid of me, and I can't imagine life without you.

I can't even leave the house without some type of consequence.
How can that be right?
I'm not perfect either, but let's be realistic.

It's just a matter of time
Before your memory fades away
It's just a matter of moments,

.....................................Until I'm gone to stay.
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