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"Depression my sidebitch, anxiety my main bitch"

"Depression my sidebitch, anxiety my main bitch"
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Sunday, November 6, 2016

Suudle mind õrnalt, haara mu käest ennem kui lahkun.


It's you


I don't want to be your video game
or any other game
I want to be your favorite hello
and the hardest goodbye

I want to be The one, who hugs you when you're sad
I want to make you smile when things are hard
I want to fight for you, when you are tired of fighting.
I want to be there for you no matter what.

Without you I'm like a music
who have lost it's sound
Love- it's you, it's you
it has always been you





"Suudle mind õrnalt,
haara mu käest
ennem kui lahkun."

Sunday, August 14, 2016

NEW!

The unwanted me
Karolina Niinelo

I have only one wish
I want to be loved
Nobody has ever liked me
Im the darkness,
Satan, that’s how they call me
Tears, cuts and burns
it isn't something new for me
I’m hated, unwanted
broken and hopeless
I hate everyone
I really do. 

I’m laughing at memes all day
Thats what I do till I die
I don’t know when I'm gonna die
so I say today “Good bye"










Friday, August 12, 2016

I just wanted you to know...


Kiss me
Karolina Niinelo

kiss me hard before you go
and I'll be fine
I promise you
no cuts, no burns

I'll be waiting for you
because you are my only one


Pildil olen mina ;)

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Extinct Moon

Extinct Moon
by: Karolina Niinelo

I'm trying to smile,
You're gone.
I'm trying to breath,
 you're gone.


we have become echoes,
big egos
Devils on our shoulders,
strange thoughts in our heads

We are fading away.
it use to be love, 
but now we're strangers .
We're gone.

Breath in
Breath out
I'm looking for hope.

you're gone. 
there is a fire in my heart
Pain.
death.
Stars don't shine they're black.

The moon doesn't show itself, 
it's gone, 
we're gone,
death came and took us with him.






Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Never give up...#NewPoem


Faking
by:Karolina Niinelo


Sometimes I just sit in my room
and don't do nothing at all
Sometime I just look at my cutting arms
and think about that blood what use to be there

Life nowadays,
what can I say?
It's full of fake people
Teens are so broken..
I'm wondering how we all are still alive

I haven't seen a happy smile for a while
We all are smiling, but that's fucking fake
We all are tired of living
and lying

I know you want to give up
So want I
Life hurts, feelings kill
but we can't give up

I'm a lost teen
I have been lost since I was a kid
Life never gets easier
that's why we must get stronger

Life is just a game
some people know how to play
but if you don't
you're already dead

I look at you
You look at me
I know you are a fucked up teen
Just like me

You haven't found a place for you
just like me
but trust me life gets better
one day both of us can smile without faking

I hate it
alcohol is the only way
to give your problems away
I'm so sick of this world
this must change
or our kids 
just kill themselves

Go out and look around you
find some peace and love
and send it to me too
Oh, I'm so sick of faking





Monday, June 6, 2016

STRANGER AT MY DOOR
by:Karolina Niinelo

 Someone was knocking on my door
guess who was there? 
It was a strange boy, my new love,
my last night dream

 he said
“knock, knock, baby let me in”
I was surprised
I didn’t know is it just a dream or an illusion

 He was smiling 
I thought that’s just a  imagine
his eyes, his smile
that must be love 

 We just looked each other for 5secounds
we had nothing to say
I was blind
because of his cute smile

Is it love from the first sight?


Monday, May 9, 2016

See tühjus...

Tühjus
Karolina Niinelo

Sa oled nii kummaline, 
samas minu jaoks nii lummav.
Kaotan nii tihti end
leides oma mõtteist sind

Vahest on raske
jälgida oma südant
tegemata laske
Olen seda palju kordi üritand

võlts naer, võlts õnn
võlts maailm
see kõik,
on nii kuradima võlts

Tihti leian end öö pimedusest,
jalutamas mööda käänulisi teid.
Kadunud on lootus, tunded on tühjad
õnn on loojunud.

Olen vaid mina
ja see kummaline tähtede sära.
Vahest leian pimedusest lootust,
kuid tihtipeale tähendab see enese kaotust.

Olen tühjus,
kes kulgeb mööda veel tühjemat rada
olla tühi- see ei ole hea,
kuid selle vastu ei saa

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