I just want to scream
    You don't listen
          I feel all alone out here
                And this is the day you choose to keep me at arms length
                       Hardly a coincidence
                          As is always seems to happen this way
                          
                               Me,
                                   You know,
                                     The crazy one
                                       Is left to internally scream into the unknown
                                         Alone
                                              Under the daunting full moon
                                                     How can this be love?
                                                         This can't all be in my head
                                                             or the changing lunar tide

                                            
What is point of being with someone if you feel  and are alone at your lowest points, when you need them most?