Mr. Mess Poem by Charmaine Williams

Mr. Mess

Came home last night and checked the caller ID.
I was trying to see who called me.
Take a guess, who could it be?
Oh yes, it was that ole’ Mr. Mess.

Let me tell you about ole’ Mr. Mess
It will only take a minute or less.
When we first met I thought he was so fine.
I could not believe he wanted to be mine.

In the beginning it was beautiful, but that soon changed.
I began to feel like I was just another link in his chain.
All the girls and all the rumors.
I really couldn’t find much humor.

So we decided to break it off.
I could finally get over him...so I thought.
What was I thinking, giving him another chance.
It wasn’t any different the second time, and things haven’t been the same since.

Mr. Mess has such a hold on me,
And for his own selfish reasons he won’t let go of me.
When we’re together, it’s like Heaven on Earth.
But after it’s over I always end up feeling like dirt.

Every time we say good-bye, I can’t wait until the next time.
He’s got me hooked like a pot head searching for a dime.
He makes sure his loving is great,
So when he calls again, I get weak and break.

He tells me he loves me but his actions never show it.
All this drama has turned me into a poet.

Mr. Mess is that bad habit you just can’t seem to shake.
You constantly ask yourself, what will it take?

I went to church on Sunday to find an answer to my problem.
The pastor said, “if you have problems, Jesus is the one that can solve ‘em”.
God wants us to cast all our cares on him.
And when you do, just leave them there.
There is no burden that He can’t bear.

So I’ve decided to present my body as a living sacrifice unto God.
When I did that he lifted me out of the fog.
If you draw near to God, he will draw near to you.
Resist the devil and he will flee from you.

You see ladies, we all have had a Mr. Mess in our lives.
How long will you continue to live deprived.
No one is responsible for your joy but you.
I already told you what you need to do.

Don’t give someone else control of your happiness.
I once did, and it turned out to be a mess!