The Door

Last night, the door

Creaked of your broken promises,

False hopes and your insincere words

As it did-

I whined with tears flowing inconsolably

Wrestling with those noises

Pining for your presence.

Fighting one-sided, I gave up reluctantly.

This door- thick oaken panel

Stood by me in the storms of revulsions

Quite unlike you- but-

As tough as you!