Day 6

I watch helplessly,
   as Jack fulfilled your needs
I watched on helplessly
   bc it was one I couldn't meet
Thinking our love was enough
   I asked you to leave
I begged for you to just stay
   stay with me
& you do
   for a while I must say
That is,
   until you see Jose
He leaves you bitter
   with hate filled eyes
slicing me with your words
   & making me cry
I beg & please
    for you to leave them be
I beg you to Look! See! Love,
    it's ME!
Though I beg you
    to let them go
I am no match
    for Ernest & Julio
& when I see you with Jim
    I know your going 1-100; full throttle
Over the yelling you don't hear my cries,
Please Baby, stop choose me, put down the bottle.

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