Thunderclouds gather in the sky,
And atop them I float,
Float in bliss.
For a brief moment, time seems to stop.

"One, two, three, four," I count the clouds.
"Five, six, seven, eight."
And mine, the ninth.

The sun washes over me,
Unfiltered in its radiance.
From here, I see everything.
From here, I see nothing at all.

Then time breaks faith
And moves forth once again.
(It has never been a friend)

I fall through the clouds,
Weightless.
Thoughtless.

And I land right where I left from,
my room, my chair.
Earth.

Home.

I look up.
The clouds have dispersed and the sky is cleared anew,
And yet...
And yet.

Outside it is raining.

Trust.
When I gave you everything
But it never meant a thing
To you.

Trust.
When I let you in on my secrets
And you made me regret
Ever meeting you.

Trust.
When you said I had broken
The faith that was stolen
From the depths of the ocean
Known as Falsehood.

Trust.
"I had a reputation to maintain."
How could you ever let it stain?
"I couldn't let you know how much
I loved you."

Trust.
It was one thing of yours
I could never have.
(It was the only thing I wanted)

Trust.
Made something big
Out of something small
So many times.
Too many times.

Trust.
I was wrong, too.
Why was I never forgiven?
Why were you always forgiven?

Trust.
You tried to ruin me.
I was impulsive,
You were insane.

Trust.
Was broken.
Just like that sentence.

Trust. Trust. Trust.
Like the second hand of a clock.
Lies. Lies. Lies.
Going round and round.
Relentlessly,
Eternally,
Until the clock dies.

Trust.
You had mine.
Look what you did with it.
Look what it made me do.
I'm writing sad poems about you now.

Was it worth it?
No.
I hope every time you think of me, it makes you want to **** yourself.