The Worst Of Human Nature

As I call your name and my tears cradle below my cheek,
I scream and cry out for your help,
But you turn away and continue to walk,
As if I don't even matter.
As if I'm not important.
As even if I don't exist.
As I call your name and my tears ever so softly seep into the awaiting earth beneath,
I fall to the floor taken by a dream of pure darkness,
A vision of hate and maliciousness,
As if I'm in Hell itself,
As if I'll never wake up,
As if fate has made this my permanent home.
As I call your name and my tears can no longer fall freely from my eyes,
I look up to you for reassurance and hope,
I extend my hand and patiently await yours,
Yet you stare at me with nothingness,
Not a feeling in this world.
Not an emotion to sympathize.
Not a care to how I may feel.
So I will no longer call your name nor let my tears show,
I won't stand to appease you when you don't respect me.
I won't make you happy if you continually make me sad.
I refuse to be your door-step.
So as I sit silently, blankly stare into your cold eyes,
Only then will you realize how much pain you've caused,
all the damage I've taken and hate I've received,
Only then will you feel all that I've felt,
Loneliness.