Poem: So Tired

So tired.

Been alone

So long

Too long.

No one to share

Joy or sorrow with.

Tired of trying

Tired of reaching out

To be ignored or rejected.

No one to share

Simple things with

Or talk with

To just hang out.

No one to know

If made it down stairs

Or out to mailbox

Or not,

On a daily basis.

There are those who are there

For big trips and complicated things

via email and Facebook

rarely in person though.

But not the daily little things.

Alone but not a loner,

Never wanted to be,

Not all the time anyway.

Yet here I am alone

Even in a crowd.