A Book of Poems

25

The pain of you lying to me, it hurts me

Physically, mentally

A hot iron rod thrust into my chest and twisted around

I thought I could trust you, tell you anything

You broke that and I dont know what to do

You were one of the few who understood me

Of course I'll forgive you but can I trust you?

The feeling of not being able to trust my best friend, a shitty one

I'll get over it, but when?

Soon hopefully

-You broke my trust and now I'm drowning