This word called trust.
Does it even exist?
My hope begins to crumble,
My mind begins to shrink.
Her mask so unbreakable,
Stronger than my heart.
What's even behind it?
I don't ever wish to know.
Was everything true?
All those smiles and tears.
The memories and pain,
The sadness and joy?
You scarred my heart
And destroyed my emotions.
But one day you barged in
To my life once more.
And yet, without knowing,
I have already fallen,
Fallen for you
All over... again.
YOU ARE READING
Falling
PoetryFalling and falling Into this pit so deep With a life that's mine To take or keep
