Inevitably Nothing

I've been standing here
Holding the door open
For someone
Who will never come

Staring at the phone
For hours
Waiting for the call
That will never come

Watching this
Empty Street
Watching for the ride
It will never come

Aching for pleasure
Frustrated
Dissatisfied
I will never come

Laying in this bed
Begging for
Craving Sleep
Will it never come?

Sitting here thinking
An eternal war
In my mind
Peace will never come