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Melissa Jacobs Poem
Foot steps on the roof
Foot steps on the roof... do you hear them?
Sliding down the chimney..
Red bag sliding over the wooden laid floors .. it creeks
I hear the presents being put softly under the tree
A jingle bell rings as the arm slightly touches against the Christmas tree
A sip of your milk and a bit of a chocolate chip cookie
O what delight
He strokes his white beard
Its full of crumbs you know
A Cat comes by to say hello
and there he goes up the chimney
Awww yes its Christmas time
So much delight
As the kids run you over in the morning sunlight
Its presents its joy
Copyright © Melissa Jacobs | Year Posted 2017
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Melissa Jacobs Poem
I Don't Want to Die.
I Just Don't Want to Exist.
Ive been looking for the right word to explain my situation.
I speak before I think sometimes
I don't listen often to what people say
I make mistakes because my heart wants something and I act to quickly
I'm not sure what I should do
My parents yelled at me again asking what did you do know.. what did you think
Well did you think before you acted on it?
No
I'm hurting inside
My insides are sore
I feel like crying
tears aren't worth it anymore.
I stay unhappy all the time and I'm not coping anymore
Copyright © Melissa Jacobs | Year Posted 2018
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Your heartbeat
Your breath on my skin
Your presence around me
My emotions, feeling it within.
It’s not in your conversation
It’s not in your voice
It’s in the way you embrace me
That makes me feel strong
It’s in your sense of humor
The way you make me laugh
And the way you make me smile
When you say nothing at all
It’s in all the little things you do
Making me want you.
Your soft touch
It’s never too much
You show you true commitment
Not only in you job but in me
You give me great fulfillment
In your love you express to me daily
When we first kissed
I felt my stomach turn
It was love at first sight
Now I’m a bit corny here because of you
Copyright © Melissa Jacobs | Year Posted 2019
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The smell of old red wine lingered in the corridors of the home
The scarf lying next to the book you read last night
Pale rose pink High heels in front of the closet
I grabbed the flowers from the window sill
Put some fresh water into the golden glass vase and I stared for a moment in time, sounds around me became vague.
I closed my eyes and thought about last night when a smell of red wine hit my face.You were starring blankly in my eyes. Trying to speak to me without saying a word.
Your pale skin touched my cheek and I breathed slowly. Not sure what to expect.
Your eyes, such a deep colour as if I have not seen it before.
My heart suddenly hit hard against my chest.
I opened my eyes to a blank space.
Moved slowly to the kitchen sink. starred at both wine glasses for a moment.
Thought came up for a moment , I would never choose that shade of pink lipstick.
Copyright © Melissa Jacobs | Year Posted 2017
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I feel the cold black wet tear running down my cheek,
as the wind blows it feels colder and colder.
Its lonely.
I'm not sure I'm awake? as the feeling inside me feels like a cold sea breaze touching me scin tonight.
Am I losing my mind again? I cant breath.
I try but its as though I swallowed my cigarette smoke, burning inside my throat.
I have always felt as though I'm in control of my mind ,my soul.
Till you came along.
I was quenched by your love but unfortunately I was left out in the cold.
To starve on my own.
I will stay down on my knees till I see the light again.
I know it will get better
I know I will be saved once again
Copyright © Melissa Jacobs | Year Posted 2017
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I’m not sure how to described the feeling in my heart today
I’ve wished for the day I could happily be standing next to you
A bright smile would blow me away in my heart
An touch that could touch my soul to
But now you wonder off again
I’m irritating
I’m to much
I’m to little
My photos are to serious
My posts on social media is too much
I take to many selfies
I think to much
I over react to much …. O wait I don’t actually
I have never felt more stone cold
The feeling of sadness took my body into an eternal death
My arms feeling like pins and needles
Knowing I did not deserve any of this
The pain I feel
Is the pain I will use to get over you
Copyright © Melissa Jacobs | Year Posted 2019
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