When you loose some money,
you can always make it back.
If you loose a friend from distance
or take a different path.
Its okay were living and the sun comes up again.
But when the trust is gone,
I just can't carrry on.
Shake from vulnurablity,
dark and all alone.
I can see my hair grow slowly,
silver sliver gray.
Silver sliver gray stands out on its own
Fear of being left alone
lost without a home
A new day will I shine again.
Colour and love will come again.
Trust Is like a scar to me
but I can move on.
Its just a silver sliver hair a don't see anymore.
Silver silver grey:
Your betrayal and losing trust in someone is quite profound and well illustrated in this poem. I enjoyed the poem it made for a good read. Hope you find your trust again.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57