Moonlight Dwelling

Always on the outside looking in
Waiting to be on the inside
Hope slipping away
With every passing hour
Nothing every changes
Darkness reaching out
Surrounding me
Pulling me under
Fading away and no one notices
Or even cares to see
Sorrow and darkness
Firmly in their grasp
Never going to be on the inside
Always destined to be on the outside
Looking in at what’s denied me
What did I do to deserve this
Why can’t I have that too

By Barbara Desmond