MaxWritesPoems

Spare a Moment

Hey could you spare a moment?

Shes broken.

She needs someone to talk to.

Maybe it could be you?

If you even care anymore,

she knows she can be a bore…

but she would like it if you’d listen.

She remembers the glisten

in your eyes.

Why’d you leave it all behind?

She thinks she’s a slut or a whore

maybe something more?

The truth is no one’s treated her like you did

that’s why she hides

from her feelings inside.

Deep below

no one will ever know

the pain she feels.

The way you made her question herself.

You are like no one else.

She thinks she’s ugly.

I know she’s beautiful.

She thinks she’s a whore.

I know she’s so much more.

She thinks she shouldn’t live

because of what you did.

You ripped her apart.

She’s down on her knees,

help me please!

What do I do,

what do I say

to keep her living another day?