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Trusting Issues

Why do I get these reasons for leaving? Why do I feel like everything is wrong? You can trust in me, but you can’t tell the truth. All I see is the good in people, But they like to show me their demons. I believe in them so much, There lies turn into my cuts. When can I just walk away from all of this? Am I walking on this tight rope. Or could I be falling off the edge? Now I am hiding myself from everyone, And I just want to scream out all of this hate. I am back and forth from reality, And my sadness goes up and down. I can’t stop these backwards thoughts. I just want to be somebody else. I wish these scars didn’t have to bleed. I wish that you never lied to me. Everyone now runs from me, And I am trapped with all their pain. Is there anything else I can really say. It’s hard to speak when you just turn away. Now that I have nobody to trust. I have nobody to speak the truth. Now that we are all through, I’m lost with nothing to do. Please don’t look back at me! It makes it hard for the pain to go away. Even though it never seems to fade. Why should I continue to believe in people, When all they do is let me down. They tear my heart up so bad, They should just bury me six feet in the ground. I had this problem for the longest time of trusting people. Who, or How could I trust in someone again. I fought over this for so many months. Now this has past I just felt that this was a good subject to write about. I gave everything I had and spilled my soul in this poem. I hope that you like it. So you know, these are real feeling that I had. I hope you can relate. Comment if you feel up to it.

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