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Trust Issues

January 10, 2019
By tiredpoet2 BRONZE, Holly Springs, North Carolina
tiredpoet2 BRONZE, Holly Springs, North Carolina
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Laughter

It echoes in my head

We were happy

Nothing was wrong

We watched the clouds

Giving them names

Staring at the blue skies

Laying in the grass

As the wind whispers

Pushing my hair

 


Smiles

Plastered on our faces

As we we chased each other

Falling to the earth

And bouncing back up

The world stood still

Time was boundless

Thinking that this moment

Would never come to an end

 


Love

Something we shared

My friends

We had this bond

You mattered to me

And it appeared to the world

That nothing could separate us

 


Answers

Laid in the stars

As they sparkle

Dancing in the night sky

Illuminating our faces

As we stare at the heavens 

Searching for answers

That only the universe

Could ever know

 


Time 

Seemed to pass

But we ignored the signs

Pushing away the thoughts

That we were drifting apart

Because no one warned us

But over time

We stopped talking

You left me

Alone to defend myself

 


Friends

That was me and you

Inseparable children

But as we grew up

We grew apart

I want to go back 

Please let's return

 


Pain

This new sensation

A feeling of betrayal

It started a chain reaction

My friend was gone

Blown away with the breeze 

In the blink of an eye 

Nobody was the same

They all looked away

Everyone else

Started to walk away

 


Calling out

For them to turn around

I still need them

But all I can see

Is their backs

As they walk away

I chased a few down

Just for them to push at me

 


Telling me

I should grow up

Trying to tell my family

But all they do

Is agree with them

So I must learn

To be what they want

 


Trusting

That I was the issue

The only problem

In my life

Was me

So I changed

But it wasn't enough

I'm still a child

All I want

Is your attention

But I refuse

To not be myself

 


Alone

I stand in a room

Then someone walks up

I think

They're trying to get around me

So I move to the left

They follow

I step to the right

They remain in front of me

Slowly I start to speak

And they reply

But why now

Will they be different

How can they be trusted


The author's comments:

Life isn't perfect and I just want people to know that they are not alone.


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