Trust Deficit.

Posted on 29/07/2010


“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.” -Khalil Gibran

Fragile. All consuming. Naïve, it is.
Malicious darkness taunts
As it envelops judgment, its bodice.
If only it had the realism that truth flaunts..
The world wouldn’t crumble it. Now, it does waver.
Squirming. Shuddering. Feeling.
Is hope the answer? Or the escape?
No, just the pain it is buttering.

It is my trust.
Now close to nothing. My everything.
Pain at its crest. Hope at its bleakest.
Aiming, arching, losing, ambling.
Blurring reason, the reason it subsists
Can it walk again, as it vainly dusts off the pain?
After this lethal shot?
No choice. Just pick yourself up again.
You’re everything I got.