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They say trust
is innocent,
they call me naive
for lending things
and knowing I’ll get them back,
for asking for truthfulness
without checking for lies,
for believing someone when they say
they’ll keep my secret safe,
for giving a hand
and knowing I’ll get a thanks.

But if kindness is innocent,
and ‘oh so pure of me’,
then maybe that’s why
we keep ruining things.
Because of course I know the risks—
of course I’ve been betrayed—,
but I choose to ignore them
because empathy
is my thing.

So, if kindness is innocent,
then turn me into a kid.
For real, like. I lended something to a teacher once (a pencil for his computer) so he could do some online lessons with another student from a different year group, and one of my friends went “oh why’re you doing that, he won’t give it back”. And I was like ??? dude, if you have trust issues it’s not my fault. He’s a teacher, he’s gonna give it back. (He gave it back).
It’s not happening as you expected? So what? How do you know that what you wanted to happen was for the best?
Embrace the challenges. Embrace the unexpected. That way, you’re unstoppable.
I know it's hard sometimes. But we can grow so much! 💓
A strange, dense, heavy word.
Once, graceful and noble
or it seemed to be
until I used it too much.
I know that something fails,
that I’m losing its huge potential.

If I pronounce it aloud
it doesn’t shine anymore for me
in the tiny corners of my mind.
It lingered awkwardly, repeating
“I’m here!”.

The tangled threads
imposing new interpretations.
The materializing weight of sounds.
It's a bitter pill to swallow,
but I know the side effects.

The lightness of the feather
turns into a red brick.
When it hits me,
my inner calm ceases to exist.

I’m struggling to rationalize,
to be more tolerant.
And I just ask myself:
if I truly believe,
why do I say it?

The word so needed,
so loved,
in the silence,
in conviction,
in the presence of no absence.

Something authentic,
wasn’t it meant to be spoken?
So sinister…
it builds and destroys.

The word,

the idea

of




TRUST...
We never know how what we are experiencing now might help us in the future. Every experience is valid and may be useful. Let's embrace everything and trust.
Trust in life. Looking back I realize how much I have learned even though I labelled certain experiences a failure or a waste of time in the past.
On the small balcony,
they sit blanket wrapped,
just past midnight.

Earth smells of rain,
cloud dazzling secrets.

As he leans in,
not for a kiss,
but to give a piece
of his past
to her soul.
:)
It's Funny....

How the ones who could speak taught me pain,
While the silent ones tought me love.

It's Funny.....

How the ones who could see like me gave me betrayal,
While the ones who can't see like me gave all it's trust.

It's Funny.....

How the ones who could walk on two legs never stood for me,
While the ones who crawl on four legs always stood for me.


It's Funny Right.....🙃
Sometimes Animals treat you better than humans i don't have any pet but i always feed stray cats and dogs and the amount of love and trust those innocent souls give me is not comparable to a human love.
Simon Bridges Apr 29
Not knowing how
              To do something
                           Learning
          Requires guidance
          Thought understanding

Not knowing what to do
When you know how it's done
              Requires little thought
              Just choice

Not knowing what to do 
When your lost
Without purpose
Requires no thought
                         Let go
                         Listen to your heart
Asher Graves Apr 27
Harder to imagine, Difficult to trust
if you have the will, you gotta clutch.
                                                             -Asher Graves
Yeah this is stupid hahahaha. but hey you must.
Ghostcat Apr 26
While I lie awake, the choice was yours,  
A silent witness to unspoken wars.  
Empty promises—you held them near,  
While my words sought truth, sincere.  

You craved action, I honored speech,  
But your distraction was out of reach.  
Still, I wish you success in all you pursue,  
For my sincerity was real with you.  

Beginnings fade, as all things must,  
Endings drift like scattered dust.  
Goodbye, my friend, our paths untwined,  
May your journey ahead be kind.

-Ghostcat
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