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Shelley Sims Poem
If I had but one wish I would give it to you.
For you see, there is nothing in my life I wish to undo.
Every mountain climbed and road journeyed down
Has made me the person who stands before you now.
At the many mistakes I did make,
Oh at the countless wrong turns did I take.
So from these things I now glean,
May I ask you just one thing?
Who are you to judge my life
And determine what's wrong and what's right?
For every decision I've made has defined who I am
And it's not your place to pass judgment on the race that I've ran.
Rather, let me hold up the mirror so you may clearly see
How each one of your negative comments further separates you from me.
At first you look away, you don't even try.
Could it be that you would rather believe a lie?
Conviction slowly builds up inside
And you soon realize this is something from which you can no longer hide.
And what is it in that mirror in which you see?
Do you see the truth of who you really are in all its monstrosity?
Tears begin to fill your eyes and then soon you see
That this whole time it was about your own pain and never me.
I forgive you for the pain you have caused my heart.
I only wish you could have been genuine from the start.
The time has come for us to part ways.
I pray you know and accept the truth for the rest of your days.
However, for the lies you told
I pray all hell unfolds
To devour your black and wretched soul.
Copyright © Shelley Sims | Year Posted 2011
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Shelley Sims Poem
I met a Man today
Who this Man was He would not say.
Though I looked upon Him with familiarity
As He politely asked, “Will you walk with Me?”
As we began our journey hand in hand
His peaceful presence transported me to a different land.
The cares of life have all melted away
My heart’s sorrows are forbidden to stay.
We continue on and it’s then I see
For this is no man, but my Father carrying me.
Those strong arms, those gentle eyes
“Why, Oh LORD, did I trade You for lies?”
“Dear Child, you are Mine and I am yours,
Though you have chosen to go through many wrong doors.
You left Me behind a long time ago,
I have you back from that dark pit that kept you so low.
Let’s journey on side by side
Having no one else but Me as your guide.
Your past mistakes and failures on this earth cannot be undone
But when I look at you I only see My perfect Son.
Rest My dear Child for you soon will see
No one can love you like I do, I love you unconditionally.”
Copyright © Shelley Sims | Year Posted 2011
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Shelley Sims Poem
I see a little girl
unlovable to all.
I see an unforgiving world
waiting to see her fall.
I see a little girl
unwanted by most.
I see a tormented mind
with a devilish host.
I see a little girl
who has always been so strong.
I see the demons
who have stolen her life song.
I see a little girl
yearning to belong.
I see the friends and family
who tell her she is wrong.
I see a little girl
with tear stains in her eyes.
I see the people who have beat her down
to the point she can no longer cry.
I see a little girl
though living, has already died a death.
I see the monsters
who have taken her every breath.
I see a little girl
who once knew how to laugh.
I see now that nothing in
heaven or hell could ever bring that back.
I see a little girl
starving for affection.
I see the signs all around her
that this girl is far beyond redemption.
I see a little girl
beaten, bruised, and low.
I see those who say they love her
but who would rather just not know.
I see a little girl
who has lost the ability to hope.
I see the love that has let her down
it is a love that can no longer cope.
I see a little girl
barely hanging on for dear life.
I see the inner anguish and turmoil
that has caused so much unwanted strife.
I see a little girl
who never had a chance.
I can hear the voices in her head
that send her into a trance.
I see a little girl
can you see her too?
That little girl was once me
the one you hated that you knew.
I see a little girl
she is leaving us today.
She thought she would say "I love you"
one last time as she makes her way.
I see a little girl
this girl is no more.
She tried to help you understand
but you could hear no more.
This little girl, we no longer see,
She never wanted to leave.
I sacrificed my very soul
just so you could be free of me.
Copyright © Shelley Sims | Year Posted 2011
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