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Melissa Coles Poem
What started as a few times has
now turned into a habit hard to break
Everyone is now starting to see
no matter how hard I try to hide it or
how hard I try to fake
I've tried to hide it from everyone
including my own family
I guess in fear they would think I
was stupid or maybe even deny me
What started this issue this problem
this disease
Knowing I will never look like the girls
on tv or the cover of magizines
Knowing when I see my reflection
I'm the furthest thing from them
From what everyone wants
what seem like "perfection"
How can I ever truly be happy with me
knowing like them I will never be
What sets us so far apart from one another
ask yourself or you will end up just like me
all alone all by yourself
someone so miserable in this life no matter
what I try and do
Seems no matter what happens I always end
up the fool
See everytime I think I found someone that is
different I seem to find out it's not true
No man can ever only see his real love
no man can ever stay completly true
Every man has got wandering eyes
any man to tell you different is just another
man full of lies
Bulima I have learned is a mental illness a
mental disease I know sounds sick to most
Be glad this is not one of your demons to
fight - one of your ghost
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Melissa Coles Poem
The ole beech tree
has so many memories and
so much history
They say you can figure the age of
a tree by the circles around
But on this ole beech there are
far too many circles for me to count
The ole beech tree provides us with
shade from the sun
It's also close to the place we shoot
our guns
The ole beech tree was there when I
drank too much and threw up
and believe it or not that ole beech tree
helped me to stand back up
The ole beech tree was there when people
fell down
The ole beech tree helped stopped them
from falling down the hill
The ole beech tree is a place where several
birds come to nest
It's also a place at night where the owls come
to rest
The ole beech tree is a playground for the
squirals to play
In the fall it's leafs are so pretty I could sit
and look at it all day
The ole beech tree stands close to the camp
fire which is my favorite place to be
The ole beech tree has heard everyones
stories
The ole beech tree is filled with everyones
secrets but that's ok
For if you ever need to vent the ole beech tree
will listen to you all day
The old beech tree is wise beyond it's
years
If something ever happens to that ole
beech tree so many would be in tears
Even through some of the strongest storms
and weather that ole beech tree still stands tall
I pray that ole beech tree lives forever and never
does fall
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Melissa Coles Poem
Jesus ring my doorbell
save me from suicide
Save me from Hell
Enter my home
Let me feel your presence
Let it be known
Bless my family and my home
Please bless our children as
they grow
I'm not asking of you for fortune
or fame
I'm just asking you to forgive my sins
so I no longer feel guilt or shame
Please come in and have a seat
I want to ask of you for forgiveness and
bow at your feet
I have no worthy gifts for you to bare
so I am writing you this poem so that
my feelings for you I can share
I love you with all my heart soul and mind
I know I can count on you anytime I am in
a bind
I want to see your footprints on the ground
just a sign to show me your near that you
are around
God please ring my doorbell
For it's with you
For eternity I want to dwell
Thank you for the sacrifice that you
have made for me and everyone here
on earth
Thank you for our hearts and soul until
our bodies are turned to dirt
Thank you for our freedom of choice
or what is known as "free will"
I know my choice is with you
forever for eternity I want to dwell
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Melissa Coles Poem
Maybe tomorrow you will be sober
and able to stay awake
Instead of stumbling and falling
and everything being a blank
Maybe tomorrow you will see
what I mean to you and what you
mean to me
Maybe tomorrow you will see and
feel
That my heart to you is so sincere
Maybe tomorrow you will want
to hold me near
Maybe tomorrow you will find
I am you're journey in life
Maybe tomorrow you will see
the love of your life
Maybe tomorrow you will find out this
demon you can actually control
Maybe tomorrow it will be me instead of
the alcohol you want to know
Maybe tomorrow you'll find reasons to
continue on
Maybe tomorrow you'll see you don't
need alcohol that it's been me all along
Maybe tomorrow you'll realize the money
you can save
Money you could use to take us away
Maybe tomorrow you'll have you're
awaking
Will it be me or the alcohol for the
taking
Maybe tomorrow you'll find the strength
to beat this demon and move on
Maybe tomorrow
I won't be gone
Copyright © Melissa Coles | Year Posted 2005
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