How Can I Cope?

When I first met you
I didn’t know what to do
You were everything I wanted
And I thought you loved me too
But unfortunately
It wasn’t meant to be
Oh, god why couldn’t I see
That you weren’t the guy you pretended to be?
Do you have any idea how much it hurt me
To see you standing there
With track marks on your arms?
Do you know how much harm you’ve caused me?
The stress you put on me is too much for me to bear
It isn’t fair after all the time we shared together
I thought you’d learnt to trust me a bit better
To see you waste away like that
Is one of the hardest facts I’ve ever had to deal with
At least you tried to deal with it
You went away and came back strong and fit
We tried again
And of course it came to an end
You bent over backwards just to please me
But you just couldn’t just let it be
Can’t you see?
That you meant and still mean everything to me?
But how can I cope
We’ve tried again and again and there isn’t any hope
I just want you to know
That I will always care
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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Agustin Avatar
February 1, 2024 at 8:43 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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January 28, 2016 at 12:48 PM
katherine, enjoyed reading your poem, Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. XOX -- LINDA --
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September 9, 2015 at 2:49 PM
Katherine, thank you for sharing. A pleasure to read... SKAT
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