trust

i use my words
to express my truth

and as much value
as i place on what i say
it’s hard to fully trust
the words of others

lies concealed
with promises of good intention
far too many times
i’ve been fooled

placing words above action
and hope above truth
my idealistic heart
is broken time and time again

i know not everyone is this way
but it’s so tiring
picking up the pieces
over and over again

attempting to glue it back together
although it’s even more fragile than before

small parts are lost along the way
i wonder where they went
and if i’ll ever find them

like a single piece missing in a puzzle
the picture is incomplete
and i’m going crazy

retracing my steps
trying to understand
how this could happen

all while accepting
that maybe it’s gone forever