Trust is a curious thing

And it's not as abrupt like a ding

Nor is it subtle like a slim ring

Neither is it bold like a dove's sing

They say you need to be ready to be destroyed but that isn't the case

For allowing something to break you but hoping it wouldn't again would hit your face

It's something so fragile and better kept clean

For if you break it behind someone's back, you know what it should mean

It means constantly pondering if they will do it again

You start counting strikes and reading into every little thing

Going this route in the end will destroy both of you

Till you must start again, fresh anew

In order to preserve such trust after such a blow

You must be able to communicate for both of you to show

Without communications, trust will be fractured beyond repair you know

You can't just expect things to get better without confronting, like pavement and snow

Some give away all their trust far too soon

To the point life will make them out a goon

Trust can be the holy grail

Or it can become the tear in the sail

Only give your trust to those who

Are willing to mend it back up while working with you

And put in the effort to be as honest as you do

And work problems out instead of repeating a cycle or two

Trust follows those who

Carry it with communication to prevent it's undo

Trust is one of the reasons I think that Sartre said what he did about other people.

You have to be willing to be destroyed in order to love someone completely, you have to forego your pride and your intellect. And you have to continue to be willing even after you are hurt, and you will be.

See, the thing is that people are not "trustworthy" by the means I think most people understand. Trustworthy isn't the quality of never letting someone down, and it definitely isn't someone who does everything you want or need. In fact, I find myself wary of people who are eager to please or compliment when I feel I haven't earned such treatment.

You will be manipulated in this life. People want security, they want things to work out in their favor. They want to be trusted, too. It's so odd this relationship we have to have with others in order to have our needs truly met. We have to give in, we have to be uncomfortable, and we have to be flexible.

You cannot approach relationships with a sense that your self appraisal is true and should thus be respected and followed by all. Expecting that you will not be disappointed is not the same thing as trust, it's closer to narcissism. You will be hurt, you will be challenged, this is how you grow.

Trust is the act of opening yourself up to pain with the faith that your pain has purpose.

It functions as a door between you and others. It can be open or closed depending on your wishes.

I've found life generally more difficult when I am unwilling to trust the people around me. That doesn't mean be stupid though, I've ignored my fair share of red flags and I know I'll be paying for it for a while.

Be discerning, don't cling to your comfort, don't be afraid to rebuke those that hurt you. Forgive when necessary (usually 100% of the time), and move on when necessary (More often than you might be willing to admit.)

is built on granite

Sandstone after a rain

breaks apart in your hand

like a smile once the love is gone

To trust

feels like building a fire

Even after the rain

the tinder can spark

if you nurture the flame

Trust what your hands have built

Shape yourself after the rain

Notice, what gets washed away?

Look, what remains?

Trust in

the light of your mind

Take time to practice being okay

with everything, all at once

just for a short moment

Just in yourself

for one short moment

Trust

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Trust no one.

To thine own self be true.

Unfortunately, these words have been true for me.

People I thought were friends stabbed me in the back, people I thought loved and cared about me, did horrible things to me.

People who were supposed to be family only care as long as they benefit from it.

It hurts too much to trust anyone anymore.

Falling backwards slowly hoping someone would put out their hands and catch me. Exhaling that belief, and being ready to land on my ass. Accepting the fate that behind my hard shell outer layer there is still a fluffy inner foyer that must be passed.

Trust is just beyond that door.

Behind that door and down the road, past the gate, take a left, then to get there you have to go through the never ending forest of regrets and swim through the quick sand of time that seems to be getting deeper and deeper with every outreach of your hand.

If you make it past there Trust is just around the corner.

Trust me.

Truth is uncomfortable much of the time. The truth can hurt, or be a relief. Trust, on the other hand, takes truth and amplifies its best qualities. When someone has proven themself truthful they collect trust from those around them. Trust binds family and friends together. Love is trust, it's not complicated. You may disagree but you cannot deny that you cannot love without trust. Loving without trust becomes lust, an empty thing. How does one prove they are truthful? The definition of trust belongs to no one in particular, perhaps the Truth itself knows. But for an individual such as myself, I see trust as a characteristic of the truth. Trust is what it takes to reveal the truth.

I trust no one

I hardly trust myself

I trust

The murmurs in the walls

The dull ache in my joints

The look of my face

In the mirror

I trust I am stuck here

Until my work is done

I just wish I knew

What that was...

Laying like Marat

In my tub

I am

Tired

I trust

No one

"Trust me, trust me won't you?"

Then tell me what is trust?

It's not kindness, it's not lies

Somehow it's a must

"Take me at my word."

I try to do it, but can't

You think you mean what words you spill

But it is often too scant

"I trust you with my entire being!"

I know that much is true

But you never paused to think

I can't mean what words I spew

Silence is not trustworthy

Because it puts us in a daze

Wake up tomorrow and try to remember

That trust has two ways

As a little girl it was easy to trust, to believe in myths and fairytales.

It was easy to see the light through the darkness in people and times

Funny how that all changes as time grows, People tend to change you. Mold you into the opposite of who you were as a child. making you overthink every situation.

people leave that promised to stay and those close to you often are ones that betray.

I use to trust in everything and anything. But now I can say I love you without having trust. I can say I care without feeling completely feeling safe that you feel the same way too. I can give you all off me while my walls are still standing firm.