Trust…

A little bit of honesty,

helps trust begin to flow.

Ignorance ain’t always bliss,

My gut knows something I don’t know…

I’m not a jealous person,

but seeds of secrecy will grow.

Thank you for your honesty.

The gift of truth you did bestow.

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Exclusive…

Exclusive?

Don’t lie.

I see more than you know.

You can’t keep your pants up,

your dick runs the show.

I’m disappointed.

I’m hurt.

I thought you were strong.

But you’re nothing so special.

About you, I was wrong.

 

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Monday (hindsight)

Shit.

Procrastination.

Nothing to show.

A house half vaccummed,

half the grass had a mow.

Resented by my teenager,

contempt is coming from my man.

I need to shake my focus,

and have faith in who I am.

 

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Friendship…

You run me down behind my back,

and think that I don’t hear.

You’re living in the world of crack,

there’s no ‘forever’ there.

Clever only lasts so long,

then cockiness sets in.

Canary’s live to sing a song,

and luck always wears thin.

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Ignorance is bliss…

Something doesn’t feel alright,

it’s nagging at my mind.

Although I tell myself I trust you,

my intuition isn’t blind.

I can’t quite grasp that something,

it hovers just outside my touch…

to look for trouble means I’ll find it,

underneath the straws I’ll clutch.

Miss Trust…

Insecurity rears it’s ugly head,

taunting me with doubt…

The thinking sends me backwards,

my trust turns inside out.

Past loves echo through my head,

I’ve been fooled and hurt before.

I need you to reassure me.

Reassure me, just once more…

 

 

 

Love…

…I smile at him,

this hard man of mine,

and a light starts to glow in his eyes…

For what lies between us,

fulfilling and deep,

is love…

The most ultimate prize.

 

 

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