Often the time - #poem

Often the time,
That I feel most alone,
Surrounded by "mine"
Yet, here, on my own.
They don't understand you,
And don't really know,
You give, from your best,
Yet, they nod, and they go,
And you're left, all alone,
With what's left of your life,
The one that you wanted,
The home, and the wife,
With mem'ries that haunt-you,
Regrets, and the shame,
Resolving, the next time,
Not to do this, again.