Bittersweet Poem by Silence Dogood

I was walking through the alley.
When I gazed apon her face.
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
In such a solemn grace.

I offered my hand.
And lifted her to her feet.
Mascara smeared her eyes.
She was a mask of defeat.

I watched her crumple.
And break some more.
Peice by piece.
She fell to the floor.

I saw her heart shattered.
And her soul cry in pain.
I watch tears fall from her face.
And held her in shame.

We stood their forever.
Trapped in our embrace.
She cried on my shoulder.
Smothered her face.

She didnt show the pain.
That was bubbling inside.
She just held on to me.
And continued to cry.

Even when she stopped.
I didnt let go.
She lifted her head.
Eyes glitering like snow.

I remembered that moment.
When I almost walked away.
I was going to leave her there.
With her sorrow and her pain.

But instead I offered my hand.
And lifted her to her feet.
I saw her tear stained eyes.
So bitter sweet.