How much I wish

to restore my faith in you

How much I want

to destroy the chains of past,

of wrong words and deeds,

and say: today will last!


But it won’t, it’s dead,

buried under tons of lies,

and many, hopeless sighs.

It will never breathe again,

and bring us joy and smiles.


I hate you, Trust!

You’re worst among all.

Cruel, cold and restless.

Your touch is gentle,

but your grip is cold.

You give us hope,

then you tear us apart.

Because it’s all the same,

people never change…


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