Not about Frank

It is getting dark out, and I can't find you

Standing outside calling your name

Like someone who has lost their dignity 

And self respect waiting for you go come back

I am tired of the games you play,

Twisting my heart like a wet rag

Leaving my mind rattled

Leaving me frazzled

And afraid 

You. Won't. Return.

A voice of wisdom

Speaks to me.

I go inside.

And shut the door.