God knows my heart,
He know me,
God is my creator,
He cares for me,
People may leave,
even forsake me,
but God knows my heart,
He stays with me,
God is with me,
he never leaves of for sakes me,
like people do,
God stays,
He takes care of me,
He loves me,
and he loves you too,
The one true,
and living God Elohim,
Glory be to him,
Good God Almighty 🙂
Chrissie
© 9.8.21
You give me inspiration in ways you don’t even know, thank you. You help me live life to the fullest, to my best ability. Your talks motivate me to a better me, a better place for me. Forward better, prosperity and peace, I appreciate you, grateful.
Just realizes,
I do better by myself,
than when I’m with you.
Sure you do the same too,
better apart,
than together.
No longer fighting for our love,
putting my boxing gloves down.
Better by myself,
than with you.
Chrissie
Poem Better apart
© 6. 8.21
You punched me with your words,
knocked me down with your message.
Almost sublime,
perplexing.
abuse so suttle,
true.
But now I realise,
I coprehend.
I get to realise you don’t love me,
you needed a punching bag.
You don’t love me,
you abuse me.
I’m stronger,
stronger now.
And I know,
and see for myself,
that you don’t care for me.
I don’t even count to you,
YOU hurt me with your negative words, I forgive you.
It’s a shame,
all these years.
all these tears,
all the pain,
and the hurt,
you can keep your fake love,
I’m not desperate.
Chrissie
Poem Fake Love
©7.8.21
I’m there thinking that you love me, but you don’t.
You just need a punching bag,
to eliminate your stress.
I been that for too long,
now I know abuse,
I realise it’s you,
YOU punched me with your words.
You hurt me,
I hurt you.
I hurt you,
you hurt me.
Round around in circles,
circles round and round.
Like a circus,
gymnasium.
I don’t know what this is,
perplexed.
Indeed it’s complexed,
no text.
You blame me,
I blame you.
The blaming game,
circles.
But when am I gonna be strong enough to leave this circle?
It’s stressing me,
giving me anxiety.
Our love,
is like,
honey and lemon,
sacred
and precious too.
When we are together,
we are bitter sweet.
We are one.
Yet a part,
Chrissie
Lonely when were apart
© 6.8.21
You hurt me,
I hurt you.
I hurt you,
you hurt me.
Round around in circles,
circles round and round.
Like a circus,
gymnasium.
I don’t know what this is,
perplexed.
Indeed it’s complexed,
no text.
Our love,
is….
but we are one,
yet a part.
Chrissie
Apart but together
© 6.8.21
Poem You punch me with your words,
You punch me with your words,
You hurt me with your message.
The truth be told,
it’s old.
Your negative ways,
is of the past.
unresolved issues,
hurt, pain.
Yet you hurt me with your ways,
your behaviour unruly.
Your words vail,
yet I stay?
When will I leave this abuse,
and live a better way?
You punch me with your words,
hurt me with your this sad song.
Chrissie
Poem You punch me with your words
©6.8.21
…
You are my love,
and my peace.
You love me,
and give me peace.
You don’t disoppoint me,
God you’re always.
You are my Elohim,
my living God.
You are my provider,
you care for me.
You are my God,
always there for me.
When I feel low,
like a child in the wilderness.
When there is no one to turn too,
or talk too,
you are there for me,
helping me through.
You get me through with your words.
your words are like honey,
honey comb.
Like a sweet melody,
your words comfort me.
I appreciate you,
and them,
thank you.
Chrissie
Grateful
© 7.8.21
Feeling low,
drained.
Like a sriviled purun,
like a trampled rose.
I feel abandoned,
like a child,
child in the wilderness with no one
to talk to but God and me.
No one to turn too,
that’s a shame.
God is with me,
His always there.
Not everyday is the same,
so I will hold on.
I will be strong,
some days tougher than others,
It will pass.
It is just but a season,
with that knowledge I will go through.
I will lookford,
and be hopeful.
Feeling low,
looking to God.
It will be ok,
God’s got me.
Chrissie
Feeling Low
©6.8.21
Chrissie's Poems 2021