I look at you with so much care,
But when you look at me,
I can see nothing is there.
Why do I stay,
When your love has gone away?
I know there’s nothing left,
But I just can’t force that first step.
No one can love you like I do,
And the thought of leaving you,
Tears me in two.
It’s a sick love,
This much is true,
But no matter the side effects,
I’m addicted to you.
I’ll never understand how something so beautiful,
Can hurt so bad.
How that sweet, safe smile,
Can take everything I had.
You’re the disease that flows through me,
So smooth,
So steady,
So painfully.
When all I needed,
Was to take that first step,
To be freed from the disease
That has imprisoned me,
You knocked me to my knees
Ignored my pleas
Sent me head over heels
Into love’s abyss,
Where I continue to fall
To the bottom of its endlessness.
You took my chance at happiness,
You gave in to helplessness,
You’re a victim to everything
And I couldn’t expect anything less.
Every time I offer my hand,
To save you once again,
You slap it away
Then expect me to stay.
I’ll never understand why I stick around
Day after day.
You think I love you
Too much to walk away?
To let you wander stray?
Left with no pawn in which to play?
Well maybe you’re right,
Because here I stand,
Still offering my hand..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem