it’s a simple word
yielding so much power..
It renders us fragile..
first casualty of any relationship..
It’s a slippery slope..
so many meanings to each person..
Who defines what it is..
We all know what “trust” is supposed to mean..
But life gives it our own meaning –
shaping and forming us in ways not expected..
trust takes on a life of its’ own filling in the gaps and holes of our soul
So that we might feel whole..
We smile and carry on
talking ever so loudly with nothing to say
hoping it covers what’s hidden inside..
tethered and beaten
exhausted and worn
no more taping up all the torn
Still I will love
Still I will trust
For I am not a victim of all that life thrusts..
I’ll throw you my rope
there you’ll find hope
as we twist and turn on this slippery slope..
open your heart
Let me inside
we will be strong
for there’s nothing to hide..