Biography of Karissa Earley
I recently turned 20. I love to write poetry it helps me express myself. A lot of people find my poetry sad and disturbing; however well written. My poems are based on how i was or am feeling at the time. If there are any questions or you want to talk or would like to tell me what you think about my poems feel free to message me at any time. I will review, rate and comment on poems if asked to do so; however i will not lie, i am very outspoken.
Karissa Earley's Works:
Karissa Earley Poems
There's nothing left to say but, I'm sorry i wasn't there, I'm sorry that sometimes it seemed i really didnt care. I'm sorry i kept breaking down,
Why cant they see, inside im dying. Why cant they hear, the screams im crying.
When your around other girls; i pretend that i dont care. I look the other way, and act like your not there.
All alone, as i scream. Will i wake up? is this all just a dream?
These things i have to tell you, are very hard to say. But im leaving you forever, and im going my own way.
Im so tierd, cant seem to sleep through the night. Thinking of you and wishing, you could hold me real tight.
I'M Gonna Be
Why should i care, both left with nothing to say. Everytime we got close, you were torn away.
All alone, crying out. Trying to scream, full of doubt.
Falling apart, i'm wasting away. Crying; stuck with the words, my heart cant say.
Just A Lie
Cut my wrist, start to cry. Blood runs down, why can't i die.
I see your tears, i watch you cry. I feel your pain, i want to die.
What Do You Do
When everything else fails, what do you do. Or when relationships never last, and everyone gives up on you.
Everynight i hold you, in every single dream. But when i wake up without you, my heart it starts to scream.
Why cant i do anything right, I hurt so bad i cry myself to sleep everynight. In a relationship, friends or at home, In the end i always feel im alone.
as i scream.
Will i wake up?
is this all just a dream?
I start to cry,
tears fall down.
In lifes lies,
im starting to drown.
all the open doors.
Gods not here,
theres no reason to pray.