How could you
Do this to me?
Was I that horrible
A person to you?
That bad of a friend?
I was always there for you
Even when you didn't
Tell me
What was wrong
I was always
Just a phone call away
How could you
Get angry with me
For not being healthy enough for you?
Or for not doing the methods
That you thought were right?
How could you
Make it so it was
Your way
Or the highway?
How could you
Ignore me?
What the hell?
How could you
Have a limit on caring?
I called you my best friend
How could I
Get it so wrong
Again?
Maybe the third time
Will be the charm
Or will I never trust
Anyone again?
But not even you can
Make me lose
Faith in humanity
As a whole
How could you
Not treasure me
As much as I
Treasured you?
But as I always say
Everything is
A lesson learned
And as soon as
This buffalo
Gets off my chest
I'll move on
Yet again
After all, what other choice do I have?
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ME Survivor (Book 3)
Poetry17 million people around the world suffer from Myalgic Encephalomyelitis or ME and it is incurable and untreatable. The disease is called ME but Chronic Fatigue Syndrome or CFS is the name the CDC gave it. Doctors for the most part think that it is...
