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Kristina Cooke Poem
Words are just words and are
often too used
Taken for granted and overly
abused
But what if our actions we
mean to show good
End in destruction and not as
they should
When making you proud seems
harder every day
These are the things to you I
must say…
Mom, I am sorry. I wish you
could see
My dream is for you to be
proud of me
But the harder I tried to put a
smile on your face
Again I would fail and remain a
disgrace
I know it’s not you whose
expectations were high
They were mine that I placed
though not knowing why
I guess to make up for all I’ve
done wrong
It’s clear to me now that may
take way too long
So here are my words to you
they hold true
If I fall I’ll get up as long as I
have you
Copyright © Kristina Cooke | Year Posted 2010
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Kristina Cooke Poem
Wishing, Begging, Hoping, Pleading
Gasping, Crying, Sighing, Bleeding
Drowning, Flying, Soaring, Floating
Whining, Gleaming, Pouting, Gloating
Needing, Wanting, Having, Lacking
Coughing, Gagging, Choking, Yakking
Trying, Doing, Succeeding, Failing
Walking, Running, Swimming, Sailing
Loving, Hating, Liking, Caring
Living, Dying, Existing, Daring
Copyright © Kristina Cooke | Year Posted 2010
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Kristina Cooke Poem
A dad I want, a mom I need
Someone to fix me when I start to bleed
My heart is broken, I’m left with tears
Alone to face my ultimate fears
I walk in shame in search of light
No strength left in me, I cannot fight
I helped you all my funds now dry
With nothing left, I’m alone to cry
That’s okay, don’t worry, I know you won’t
Don’t act like you care when it’s obvious you don’t
So here once again to stand on my own
It’s a fact, now I’m broke, not even a home
I’ll say my good byes, a few I will hug
I am to blame, my own grave I have dug
Lie down and give up, what else can I do
Yeah right, are you kidding, my killer won’t be you
Laugh if you must and make me your joke
When I succeed yours stabs will feel no worse than a poke
So puff on your pipe to get that ultimate high
It hurts me to think your love was a lie
Copyright © Kristina Cooke | Year Posted 2010
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Kristina Cooke Poem
Being sarcastic, hiding my pain
Without facing will always remain
Smile when I’m happy, not often truly felt
Playing my cards just as they’re dealt
Look beyond the obvious reasons
Why things change a lot like the seasons
Summer is full of enjoyment and play
Autumn sneaks in without any delay
Winter creeps up teasing us all
With very few warm days for us to recall
Spring is the beginning to start over once more
To prepare for some fun we missed out on before
If we keep looking back at what we did wrong
Healing and growth will take way too long
Feelings will change and the pain will soon fade
Just love who you are and the friends you have made
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Kristina Cooke Poem
Today’s a day to keep in mind when looking back but not behind
Some doors I’ve closed but not yet locked as I can’t forget what I once thought rocked
There are still some loved ones I wish weren’t out there, I only hope they know I care
It didn’t take long before I did see that in the last year I forgot about me
The sex, the drugs, the need to belong allowed me to make choices I once thought to be
wrong
My life had become a lot like a game; each turn seemed to change but the outcome the same
See it never really mattered who I welcomed to play because deep down inside I knew not
one of them would stay
I didn’t fit in and I never caught on that there’s no room in this game for one little pawn
We are used and abused but willingly so because deep down inside we’re feeling so low
I allowed my life to be up for grabs with all at my back allowing the stabs
She tried to beat me and he aimed to hurt me, I fought her back but he won you see
When I got too tired to stay awake he saw an advantage he just had to take
I barely came to when he was just about done this time I had lost and he thought he had won
But he’ll remain in my mind as the tables get turned and when that day comes I’ll watch him
get burned
See as the rest of the world goes down for a sleep I avoid losing consciousness thanks to
that creep
So now here I sit where I sat at the start of a life I should’ve never been a part
But I’ll never forget all the lessons I learned and I gained some relationships I definitely
earned
So now as I lay here I ponder the past I hope it allows me to make a new good thing last
This road I found to self destruction has become the start of a new life including my mom
Good bye and take care as soon you will know where you stand with those people whose true colors will show
The end or the beginning is presented right here, to remember the struggle but discard the fear.
Copyright © Kristina Cooke | Year Posted 2010
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Kristina Cooke Poem
The time has come, that day we fear
The end or the beginning presented right here
With my man by my side and my girl in my heart
It’s time to choose with whom I shall part
I think of you all as I replay the past
It’s hard to believe, 4 years gone so fast
One by one, I laugh and I cry
You each made your mark but only when high
The days we were sober we spent all alone
We never hung out, rarely talked on the phone
But in comes that text and it happens once more
Again I have friends, as they line up at my door
So here’s my big plan, listen up so you know
The start of my new life, true colors you will show
Don’t call me for dope or all you’ll hear is a click
I’ll go to my list, find your name, place a tick
So I’m saying good bye and I’m walking away
Missing you all but in my heart you will stay
Please don’t forget who you are deep inside
It's then you can feel safe and not have to hide
Copyright © Kristina Cooke | Year Posted 2011
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