Broken Trust Poem by Trevor Schulte

Broken Trust

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That certain trust
that We had bestowed
has been ripped out
with no purpose in mind
but with a fickle destiny.
Oh how it burned
to know nothing and everything
at the same time.
The mere bond
that we had confided
and built on morality,
was broken into millions of lies;
that rained to fill
my empty affections.
If only I could turn the clock
to reverse my feelings;
hollowing my humbled heart
of false hope.
Forgiveness beckons my heart,
while hate floods my mind.
The pure intensity
in this internal battle,
mixes feelings
to a point of no return,
but just choice.
Both options
offer an appealing resolution
that is conflicting
my humanly single choice-chance.
Which oh which,
will offer the last dance?

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