In a world were you trust none,
I trusted you, the one.
To hold by my side,
through peace, turmoil , joy, pain,
through love, sorrow, laughter and worry.
To hold by my side, to hold your heart,
High up in my world,
And you, in yours, with mine.
I trusted you, the one.
I did not expect you to be my beacon in the darkness.
My only hope, Nay!
Darkness didn't exist anymore,
not in my mind , no longer in my world.
I trusted in you, as a friend.
As a companion and for life.
I trusted you, the one.
I did not want to own you
I did not want hold you,
from your own people.
You were mine, but
Not mine to own.
You were the love,
that I wanted , forever.
I trusted you, Alas.
Every word, Every action
Anything, everything, nothing
Nothing I said mattered.
Nothing I said was something.
My everything was your piece of dirt.
It grows in me.
A hatred past that love.
A small black tree , rooted deep.
Your empty words, empty promises, empty concerns,
Empty Actions, Duty and not concern
Nay.
I doubt duty too, Habit perhaps?
If anything I said ever mattered
You would have understood me better.
I trusted you, Alas.
My concerns were a tiny displeasure
Flicked away with the sands of time.
My words, and your deaf ears.
My worries and my owes,
Your defiance.
Alas.
To you, everything I woe for
Is my own creation.
My own self inflicted wound.
If you had looked hard, ever
You would have seen otherwise.
You would have acknowledged
Something that was always real.
But Maybe, It is self inflicted.
The only wound , You.
I trusted you, Alas.
In my moment of weakness,
I showed you my tears,
I yearned to be with you.
But alas, the time and the concern
You have for someone else,
Was and Is never to be mine.
And your face , not for my eyes.
I am glad I trusted you.
I learnt a lesson,
One too valuable.
