Poetry

Abandoned as a child,
voids of affection
were developed
in absence of the source
necessary for it
to get filled.

You welcomed me
with open legs,
deep down through a portal
that innervated my
pathways
with instructions
on how to heal.

Supplied me with
an antidote for pain.
Its potency
absorbed through my veins
integrating
the power of creation
with how I feel.

I am now worthy of love.
Evidence of
validation
is left saturated
and dripping down
the fiber of my being
proving that it’s real.