DIGNITY
Scales weight and we lay on the separate end of the beam. meet my needs while I stare blankly at the walls playfully tugging with my morals… saying why do you even think about his his …. His needs, I don’t. I bear not to agree with my mind thus far although we never face I know what I want. what I need is for him too dig into my soul and take what I carry. Erase my worries and leave the truth bandaged. And there it lies by the bed right next to affection love and protection. Meet my needs then return my dignity….