I gave my heart, my secrets, my soul,
To those I thought would keep me whole.
I trusted deeply, without a doubt,
But now I know what trust is about.
The ones I loved, the ones I called mine,
Turned their backs and crossed the line.
They knew my fears, they knew my dreams,
But broke my heart at the seams.
I shared my story, I opened my heart,
But they tore it down, piece by part.
I never thought they’d hurt me this way,
But betrayal hit hard, and it won’t go away.
Now trust feels like a distant thing,
Like a bird with a broken wing.
I want to believe, to open the door,
But every time, I’m afraid of more.
More lies, more pain, more scars to show,
From people I loved, but didn’t know.
They wore a mask, they played their part,
While I handed them pieces of my heart.
Now, I guard myself, I hide inside,
Keeping my distance, trying to manage,
Through life without letting anyone near,
Afraid of the hurt, consumed by fear.
But deep down, I want to trust again,
To let someone in, to find a friend.
Yet the pain of betrayal still lingers strong,
Making me question if trusting is wrong.
I’m learning, though, to take it slow,
To heal from the wounds that still show.
It’s okay to be cautious, okay to protect,
But not everyone’s out to reject.
Maybe one day, I’ll lower my wall,
Letting someone in, risking it all.
But for now, I’ll heal at my own pace,
And trust that, in time, I’ll find my safe space.
If you’ve been hurt, know you’re not alone,
It takes time to heal and rebuild your own.
Trust comes back, slow but true,
And one day, it will start with you.
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