Dissatisfied (poem)

All alone
With no one to
call my own

Times were wasted
when I thought
I was giving my heart
to you

All those quiet
closing doors

 May you remember
yourself as you
remind me of my
short comings

My crippled emotions
which gave you
reasons to leave

I am left here
crying, hurting over you
Whose to say the sun
will rise again?

Is it not
the moon and the stars
the draft of the night?

My feelings are
only caused by
one thing
....your actions
they deny my well-being

© 2011 Holly O'Brien