Unseen (Poem)

I’m tired of being,

Unseen,

Unwanted,

Uncared for.

Waiting for a time.

Anytime to be,

Acknowledged.

To be touched.

Abandoned and

An after thought.

I used to smile.

Big and bright,

Illuminated the  room.

Put stars to shame.

Now the night

Is missing a star.

Pitch black,

became his heart.

I’m tired.

Weary to the bone.

He was once, my home.