To Catch Me When I Fall Poem by cheryl davis miller

My friends are always questioning,
'How do you take what you endure? '
They say, ' It's like a sickness
for which there is no cure.'
They weren't there in the beginning.
They don't recall the happy days.
They don't hear you say, 'I'm sorry.'
They don't believe you'll change your ways.

Unless your right there in the battle;
you can't know what it's like for me.
You won't understand the issues
or how I feel some security.
Tho it may be him that hits me
still he'll catch me when I fall.
So I guess I can depend on him
to always be there after all.

I see others with no bruises
no need for glass' to hide behind.
And I wonder what my life would be?
What is it I would find?
To walk away like people tell me
and finally start my life brand new.
But who would I depend upon
if I just walked away from you?

Unless your right there in the battle;
you can't know what it's like for me.
You won't understand the issues
or how I feel some security.
Tho it may be him that hits me
still he'll catch me when I fall
So I guess I can depend on him
to always be there after all.

Oh it's funny what we'll hold on to
for some sense of security
But unless you've walked in my shoes
then you can't see what I can see.


Unless your right there in the battle;
you can't know what it's like for me.
You won't understand the issues
or how I feel some security.
Tho it may be him that hits me
still he'll catch me when I fall.
So I guess I can depend on him
to always be there after all.
Yes I know I can depend on him;
to catch me when I fall.