Praise,
a kind word,
all,
I wanted.
Frowns and speeches-
harsh-
stinging.
Seeking,
relationship-
brushed off,
no response-
to my,
pain.

Begging,
for protection,
roof,
over head
filled, with holes-
black spots,
where rainbows,
fled.
Crying,
to deaf
ears.
Reaching out,
turned away.
Empty arms,
I faced,
my foes,
torn,
to pieces.

You
never
knew.