trust

is the truth a wand or is it a wound? or will it wind you up into a bitter end, crippling all caught in its path under an immense pressure that is little more than a communally sealed fate? i could never know. though not for lack of effort or intent; whereas even the weather is a daunting conversation for us. because trust is not just given freely- not anymore, not ever, and incompletely as much as it ever was; and i know i can't have what i don't give freely. this is no life hack so much as it is just an epic life fail to maintain control because that means giving up what's kept you safe, hidden behind your teeth. it's only trust; but even a taste is worth your weight in wool.