Sometimes Silver Linings are Blue

Sorry Not Sorry

It’s Not Easy…

Dear Boys,

It’s not easy…




Dirty Laundry (Cupid little STunt)



Hearing whispers as we listen in fear
Blowing filthy kisses as you stop and sneer
Hands waving while covered in blood
Dressed in white slinging heartless mud
Spreading lies as if they’re a pair of legs
Slick innuendos cut us down a few pegs



Dirty fucking mouths wash our souls
Gangs of blood thirsty arrogant assholes
Eyes watching for the next fall from grace
Hating your space, face and this place
Stabbing us in back on around to the front
Well aren’t you just a Cupid little STunt

Carisa Adrienne

(Tired of the CNN, FOX, Clinton, Trump, Sex, Lies and Videotape)




Wish I was on a tiny wooden boat
Slowly sending my grief afloat
No paddles needed for the sea
No destination in mind, no where to be
Fingers gently flowing through it all
Lightning and storming in the downfall
No life vest or beacon in sight
Stagnate but speeding through the night
Sailing adrift with clarity in my eyes
Passing my tears heading for the skies



Carisa Adrienne

I Lived

Let the rain wash away the pain
No more shame – Nothing to explain
Leave doubts out in the cold
No more questions – Nothing to hold
Hands kept empty reaching for the stars
One day they’ll be both of ours

Carisa Adrienne

What’s Left

This is all I have – This is all I am
Tears flowing bursting the dam
Spending moments filling photos
Snapshots of highs with an abundance of lows
I’ll give what’s left of my soul
Walk carefully don’t fall down the hole

Carisa Adrienne

What The…

I might say Damn, Shit or Fuck
Sorry if it offends you
They’re things I say when I’m out of luck

Forgive me if you hate the sound
I’m really a good girl
They’re words I only whisper or write down

Carisa Adrienne

(Blow the fucking speakers out)



Only Know You Love Her When You Let Her Go


Texting out of the blue
Asking what I’m up to
Exhaling heavy and deep
Turning off your notification beep


Carisa Adrienne

The Wreckage

Missing those beautiful baby blues
My tears use them as a creative muse
Quickly breaking the speed of sound
No more thumping can be found


Scouring the wreckage of my heart
Searching for a beat to slowly start
Finding a broken vessel in need of a crew
Navigating waters of the deep sea blue


Carisa Adrienne



I need peace – Peace I need
Repeating over until I succeed 
I need peace – Peace I need

 Carisa Adrienne 

I’ve whispered this prayer for as long as I can remember. Some days only a handful of times. Other days whispering it more than I can count.

The past week I’ve whispered it thousands of times. My heart is heavier than usual when I watch the news. Experiencing so many feeling hopeless.

I believe everyone deserves peace and security. I believe two wrongs don’t make a right. Mourning a loved one is an emotion that cannot be defined.

The past week I’ve had this song on repeat. Where is the love? ❤

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Secret Weapon

If you’re sticking to your guns, make sure you’re not shooting blanks. 😉

-Carisa Adrienne


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