Can I trust the arms that hold me
Or the bright laugh that makes me smile?
The peaceful silence between us?
The way you stare into my soul?

Can I trust the way you care for me?
Or the way you protect me from the dark?
Your fearless personality to empower me?
Safety while near you when I am scared?

Can I trust you will fix me? No.

I can trust that I will fall again.
And I will never be happy.
Terror will fill the silence.
My soul will grow sad.

I can trust that you won’t care for me always.
And that the dark will consume me.
I will be filled with fear.
Terror will fill the space between us.

I can trust I will be broken.