Sitting here on the floor
Watching at the closed door
When will the door go open
And somebody see me, so broken
The loneliness inside
One I cannot hide
The burning pain
Which drives me insane
Is this the end; is this my fate?
The constant lies and growing hate?
Everyone has me mistaken
I’m here alone and forsaken
I’m here alone as always
Waiting for better days
But the end is almost near
And I accept without a fear
hey NICE POEM. i love it. I think its a great style to use. your a great poet youll go far and i hope you will find someone who will see how broken you are and will fall in love with you. I hope they will see you are truely unique