My Trust

One thing given away too easily is trust
Given out freely like a prize of choice
Then exchanged for the chance at a ride
Along his side through the forest of lies
Guiding you with his promises of truth
His whispers plead for you to talk

To spill it all out until it’s all been told.
Your secrets and fears given to him in trust,
In return he weaves a web he calls truth.
Honesty only in pieces of his choice
His stories cloud the path ahead of you with lies
Intertwined within the tale for the ride.

You see your future in his eyes, your life’s ride
Laid out before you the prospect is all talk.
Built on shaky foundation to yourself a lie
To blind the reality of the broken trust
Within you for going a path against your choice.
The mind knows what hides in the heart’s truth.

A difference in opinion debate of the truth
With only yourself, the battle becomes a ride,
Rough and jagged it’s stuck between the choices
The two dies far apart stopping the talks
Crumpling away the progress of trust
Betrayed over the sake of a lie.

Whispered in confidence the darkest lie
Destroyed the most reassured truth.
Not worthy of the innocent trust,
Not ready for this harsh ride.
Shallow repetition it’s all talk.
Sucked into making an ill fated choice.

In the end it’s all about choice.
Breaking through from the lie,
Coming down from the high to talk.
Light shed uncovering the truth.
Coming to a stop getting off the ride,
Holding tight to reclaimed trust.

In a moment trust give out by choice.
Looking for a ride taken for a lie.
Search for the truth when all there is are the empty talks.