Trust, obsessed as an unbreakable force. Soon realized never was.
Grew with an act of amour, soon gets covered with mourn.
Some immortal source of happiness, turning into a mortal source of sadness.
Realizing the truth to be needed, delusions that actually gets departed.
Too late, much procrastinate the reality.
Soon it all ends with undeserving grief of reality.
Undeserving but a lesson to be learnt, soon will be a passion to success.
Named as trust, ignoring the influences of raging out in burst.
Meant to make it people to live, but unluckily, only few takes it to lead.
Ends with curiosity of "Why!" Just because of it's hazardous nature to the real Hi.
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Trust to Outburst
PoetryA negative view of trust, not good but not everlasting as well. "It takes years to build up trust but just suspicion to destroy it."
