I'm back to being one of the lonely--
to be alone
when others are cuddling.
I'm left alone again
deserted - abandoned.
Why am I, as an adult,
going through this painful pattern
from childhood?
Why can't my man want me?
Why am I sentenced
to walk around this prison yard?
I want to break out of this pattern,
to live a new psychological life
with a man who wants me.
Who wants to share space
and his life with me.
Why is that so unavailable to me?