War On Trust

I’ve started counting old scars. Recounting old wars. Recollecting the darkest of times. I forgave those who loved me. I couldn’t tell the truth from the lies so I clustered all of you together. It was my fault really. I brought a knife to all my gun fights. I trust too easily. I love too deeply. I stopped fighting, trusting and loving all on the same day. It didn’t heal any wounds but I started to heal. I was left alone with someone who never fought me. Alone with someone who would never hurt me. Someone who I could trust. Sadly, there was no love between us. I didn’t matter because I was left alone!