Trust

Wavering

back and forth

*

Waves lapping

onto shore

Water pulling

out to sea

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I told him

I know where my trust lies

but I have a hard time

trusting new eyes

New faces

with unclear intentions

*

I feel them

but I let my mystery shine

Like the dark side of the moon

I only share those hidden parts of me

to those who travel the distance

through the vacuum of space

past the stars of my galaxy

*

I keep the sensitive details

about my life private

Ones people take for granted

The ones I used to publicly announce in my youth

when someone asked me "ASL"

in a Yahoo chat room

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To keep me safe from

being found by the ones

who have been after me

since I fell off the map

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Well intended people can unknowingly

give the right information to the wrong people

who have been planning your demise

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I let my mystery shine

because even initially well intended people

can succumb to selfishness

and birth betrayal into something beautiful

*

The most delicate ones

can turn villainous

when they are unable to uphold their soul

through the cruelty of the world

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That’s why the Grinch stole Christmas

*

He was different

with a heart of gold

Yet the cruelty of the world caused

his heart to shrivel into a raisin

Sent his mind in discord

*

I know where my trust lies

but I am hesitant to trust new eyes

because I know how often

the average person tells lies

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He reassured me

I have every right to

be a little skittish

with everything

I have been through

*

He reassured me

trust is earned

Something

you just don’t

give away to people

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True trust

is hard to come by

when you have a gentle soul

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It’s the reason why in the past

I have hardened my shell

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True trust

with someone

is something I hold dear

*

I trust myself

but trusting others

is one of my fears

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Did I say too much?

Can I trust you?

Questions I often revisit

Sometimes I am unsure with intentions unclear

but in time my white water rivers will run clear