Knife

Reality

Trust is handing someone a knife

Letting that someone do whatever they want with the knife

And at first they refuse it

Then they hide it

Next they just hold it

Eventually they poke you with it

A little deeper each time

And when its all the way in

They twist it

And it hurts to move

And it hurts to breathe

But you don't tell them to stop

And one day they pull the knife out

And drop it at your feet

Then they disappear

And you bleed out

Til you can’t bleed anymore

And its sad

Cause you wish the knife was still in you

Because at least then you weren't dying alone