Uncertain
Falling, crawling
A facade of comfort
When all is unknown
Unsure if those that surround
Are indeed pure and sound
Show me,
When in chaos there is found
A steadfast soldier
Not a quivering snake
Come, be bolder
Shed those whom ring
False and a thing
Hidden with them
A dagger
To be plunged into an exposed side
Come, prove thy trustworthiness
Give me a reason
To take your hand
And believe you will never drop me.
- Jay M
October 7th, 2020
A poem for a script I'm writing.