You Say To Trust You

Hold a true friend with both your hands. ~Nigerian Proverb

You say to trust you, that it will all work out,

But I hear between the lines.

Unspoken

Unanswered

How can I trust when you’re not here?

All I have is a disembodied voice,

Murmurs in my ear.

Sorrow is bubbling through your breath.

It’s temporary, you say,

But I can feel the strain of promises.

 

I can’t see your eyes to know the truth,

Just stolen conversation,

confirming my fears,

You’re giving in despite what you utter.

She’s the master who controls you.

 

I never thought this day would come,

Wondering if ever you’ll be there.

I always thought you were by my side,

Forever, eternal.

Two halves to make a whole.

 

Let her calm down, you say….

How long? Till when?
How much do we give ?

Until there’s nothing left?

Until we drift apart, torn by deceit and lies?

 

I can’t. I won’t. I said I ‘d never do this again…

 

She feels threatened, you mutter...

I laugh in disbelief.

Me? Please…

Does she really want it that way?

I’ll give her a threat….

Author's Note

Feel Free

Reviews

[Christina May Shanaberg]

I, rarely, put the first read of a writer into my library; however, this one is going there. Need I say more?!

This spoke to me, personally. I have an ex-ex-boyfriend still hanging on to what is left of our relationship, because he left me for his mother. This describes the whole mess perfectly.

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

If I read this right... it's about a woman involved with a married man?

Something that will never, never ever work. Not only will karma intervene, but if one cheats on the woman/man he/she is with, it always sets up distrust issues, that will forever linger in the mind

[Time.]

I love this poem! You touched me with the last sentence in the last stanza; "How can I trust when you’re not here?" That hits home with me, and alot of situations in my life at this present moment, Of course the rest of it was amazing also, that part just really hit home though! thankss!

[Desert Dreamer]

I can feel the tension and the sadness. I suspect the "she" in this story is a controlling person...I'll never understand this need to choose between friends. Excellent writing!

[EMF]

A wonderfully revealing poem, begining with paranoia, decending into the disintigration of a partnership. While a sad work, one cannot help but marvel at the professional craftsmanship behind the pen that makes you forget a writer exists. You become a part of the work. Many thanks for posting this.