'It is deeply disappointing
to witness how easily people
offer their trust to strangers,
to voices they barely know,
to stories told without proof,
without context,
without even a fragment of truth to hold onto.
And somehow, those empty words
become louder than years of knowing someone's heart.
What hurts is not only the betrayal of being misunderstood,
but the silence that follows from those
who once knew your soul closely.
The same people who saw your kindness,
your loyalty,
your pain,
suddenly begin to question everything
because a stranger spoke with confidence.
It is strange how fragile trust can become
when gossip dresses itself as honesty.
People will believe shadows
before they believe the person
who stood beside them in daylight.
They will choose assumptions
over memories,
rumors over reality,
noise over truth.
And perhaps that is the saddest part of all realizing that some people would rather embrace
a beautiful lie from someone unknown
than defend the quiet truth
of someone who never betrayed them.
There is a particular kind of loneliness
in watching people forget who you are
the moment another voice tells them otherwise.
Not because the lie was powerful,
but because their faith in you
was never as strong as you believed it to be.
And that realization…
leaves a wound far deeper
than disappointment itself.'
@newgirldark
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem