My Hand (Poem)

Take my hand,

Let me help you,

Don’t drag me down when you take my hand,

Don’t cause me to regret when I help you,

Don’t cause me to wish I never offered you my hand.

 

This is all I ask when I offer to help you,

Sad thing is that this didn’t have a good outcome,

You hurt me when I offered to help you,

Tears were the outcome,

Yet there wasn’t an ounce of guilt from you.

 

Your jealousy and misery only made you think of you,

You could’ve gotten up when I offered to help you,

Yet you didn’t appreciate that I offered to help you,

Thus, that’s why I walked away from you,

That’s why in the end there was no one there to help you.

 

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