Trust And Happiness Poem by Sydney Points

You never know who to trust until it comes down to life or death.
Shall you forgive the one you're about to kill or turn your back on your best friend to save her own life.
You may live long, but you may always know you killed the only person who loved you like family.
As the sun sets and the dust settles on the body.
Lying limp in your arms till they come and take you away in chains.
Why shall one poses happiness when it can be stripped away, yet the pain never goes away.