One day I won’t dream with my eyes firmly closed
I’ll dream in vibrant colors with my hazel’s fully exposed
Wide eyed gazing at the blessings I’ve longed to hold
A token, I wouldn’t trade for all the world’s gold
Carisa Adrienne
One day I won’t dream with my eyes firmly closed
I’ll dream in vibrant colors with my hazel’s fully exposed
Wide eyed gazing at the blessings I’ve longed to hold
A token, I wouldn’t trade for all the world’s gold
Carisa Adrienne
Lost and shattered without you here
No words of wisdom for me to hear
Spinning madly out of control
Falling down the rabbit hole
On my knees trembling to stand
Searching for your helping hand
Reaching up, but failing to grasp
Pleading with each and every gasp
Bargaining for just a mere glance
Grant me one last song and dance
Intertwine your fingers with mine
Shadow dancing on cloud nine
Feeling the calmness of your skin
For a moment I’m whole once again
Carisa Adrienne
Since I was stalked by a stalker…
I memorize your face within a few moments of seeing you.
I recognize your cologne and whether it’s heavy, normal or faintly worn.
I observe you before I enter a surrounding to see what you’re doing.
I repeat your license plate number, color, type of car you drive.
I carry at least one weapon with me at all times.
I wear a baseball cap so I can pull it down low and blend in.
I read, watch and listen to experts talk about ways to escape an assault.
I analyze everything I hear you say to learn more about you.
Now it seems I’m the stalker
Carisa Adrienne
This piece has been on my mind…. So I reposted it
Dear Mom,
I’m finally becoming the woman you always knew I could be. I miss you more and more each day.
Love,
Me
Is it wrong I love this!? I actually fell out of bed laughing at it. I am a silly dorky girl most of the time. But when I’m stressed I laugh at everything. My famous line is “Sometimes it’s just for me!”
I’m with a car load of teenage boys. The boys who aren’t my own have been laughing with me all day. However, my kiddo keeps saying… Geez mom!!! Why is that so funny to me!?
It’s odd being an adult with a car load of teenagers… And I’m the one who wants to runaway. Lol. Dying so much.
I love these kids but I’m soooo tired!
Yes! I think I’ve lost my mind this time. 🙂
I’ve disengaged comments on this one because…. Sometimes it’s just for me! 😉
Other pics that have made my day!
Sadly Ryan has been sad all day!
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Spinning my wheels but going nowhere
Exhausted feeling broken beyond repair
Carrying burdens from years ago
Overpaying debts I didn’t owe
Trying to ease guilt I shouldn’t feel
Pleading for redemption to help me heal
Calibrate – Balance – Rectify me
Feeling brand new by turning the key
Carisa Adrienne
Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn’t turn
Well it smells of cheap wine, cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I’d like to watch it burn
I’m so alone and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain’t changed, but I know I ain’t the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin’ dreams
I think of death, it must be killin’ me
Hey, hey hey come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There’s got to be something better than
In the middle
But me and Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight
-The Wallflowers (partial lyrics)
Written by Jakob Dylan
I don’t want a beautiful chiseled face
But
Mesmerized by endless stunning grace
I don’t thirst for ferocious ecstasies to thrill
But
Hunger for compassion and good will
I don’t long for fingertips tracing flawless skin
But
Yearn for calming solace from within
I don’t drown in blue eyes deep as the oceans
But
Rise from bottomless humane emotions
Don’t let spellbinding desires be in control
Everyone has a body but not every body has a soul
Carisa Adrienne
I experienced struggles at a young age. The three places a child should feel safe is home, school and church. Those places were my prisons. The people dressed in kindness didn’t have souls to match. I never felt stable and safe. I didn’t find comfort through my eyes but through my heart.
The silver lining was my heart searched for beautiful souls.
I believe I’m able to love deeper and more sincere. My heart is able to pulsate along with beautiful souls.
I’ve been in love millions of times. When 9 /11 happened, I fell in love with every single soul. I didn’t see every image of heroism, but my heart-felt their compassion. I still carry those feelings inside.
I’ll never forget the courage of the firefighters. When people were racing down the stairs, they were running up. Knowing the danger inside the towers, but their souls carried them. Many did not survive, but their compassion lives on.
I feel the same way about the valor of the military. My heart drums because of their courage and passion. They inspire me with their need to help others. Motivating me to help others too.
I’ve fallen in love with the beautiful souls on WordPress too. I’m moved to tears and smiles as I read your writings. I can feel the emotions you’re expressing deep within. I’m grateful for the beautiful writings shared. They have changed me in so many ways.
Thank you for inspiring me and helping me become a better person. Your heart beats along with mine. Reviving my body and breathing life into my soul when I’m struggling.
I’ve had a hectic few months and have missed so many posts. I will catch up very soon! Forgive me ❤
Much <3,
Carisa
(I can’t stop watching this gif)
Sometimes I believe you Sometimes I don’t
Packing to leave but you know I won’t
Times you run ahead Times you fall behind
Today my friend – Tomorrow fucking with my mind
Hating your truth Loving your lies
Pulling my lows Pushing my highs
Sometimes this Sometimes that
Feeling like a lion purring like a cat
Staring into your eyes questioning what I see
Always and forever….just little ol’ me
Carisa Adrienne
This song is on my daily playlist.
I believe I am my strongest rival at times.
I fight my inner self more than anything else.
I obsess about things I should never think twice about.
When I want something so much I tend to over think things and it hurts my strategy.
I realize the girl in the mirror and I want the same thing,
