I Wait

A poem about feeling alone.

I walk out

with open arms

to a city of bones

who creak away.

I wait 

to be acknowledged

I wait

to be heard

I wait

to be seen

but no one looks.

As if I were never born.

The ones

I gave my love to

avoid every step

The ones

Who I thought 

would never leave

deny every breath.

Do I turn away?