Empty Skies Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Staring lonely out at the sky, feeling emptiness tugging
inside, afraid to think of tomorrow coming, left all alone
again with no one's love.

Hurting deeply, knowing there's nothing to be done to keep
it away, silently going through a hell dug out by friend's
good intentions, being left more alone than before.

Not liking people who want to be close just so they can
throw you away as soon as someone else comes along.

Such cold-hearted people, always thinking of themselves,
never reaching out for real, just pretending so they can
build up their own egos.

Sitting here, staring out into empty skies, wanting only to
close the coffin and die.

That's what some people who pretend they're friends can do
to someone who's standing on the edge.

Wanting nothing, but love, friendship and understanding,
getting only cold shoulders, refusals, no's and being
banned from life, by cold-hearted people who don't care who
they hurt.