You deny me the love I need.
Were my tiny hands too troublesome? My mouth too honest?
You deny me the verity I need.
Was my innocent frame not deserving? Was I not more important than your reputation?
You deny me the validation I need.
Were my thoughts too dark? My heart too mangled to comfort and protect?
You deny me.
poem by jaceycaitlynspeaks ©2017
daily prompt: Denial