Trust is like a rare creature
Spoken of so freely, but few have seen.
Like love, trust takes months and years to develop
Yet it can be lost in a split second.
"Trust me", they say, as if my feeble heart posses the capacity for such things.
Just like love, trust must be earned.
Why trust someone when all they end up doing is betraying you and that trust?
My father broke my heart before a boy did and my mother invaded my privacy.. Story of my life ...
How can I regain trust? Is a question I often ask
Im still learning to love, just starting to crawl..
I'm still rebuilding trust, the great big wall....
Is finally coming down.
But how can I love again? Trust again?
I can start with myself !
Love me! Trust me to make the right choices! The right decisions!
Trust... Is now a characteristics of my heart ..
"Trust me"
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Poems for Anonymous
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems or paragraphs that i wrote. Some of them are about me, some aren't. It's really just a thing i do in my spare time. Hope you like it.
