ETERNAL QUESTION OF TRUST

To trust or Not to trust, that is the question.

What was shared? Harmony or stinky lies?
Will there be salty tears or joyous smiles?
Was it clarion or a clouded rainspell?
Were the words dubious or clear gospels?

Were they incidents or stories fabricated?
What should I be? Straight or wrenched?
Spoken out with indecision or convenance?
Were things cryptic or obvious in existence?

To trust or Not to trust, that is the question.

Down the memory lane I slide,
Hearing those chuckles over the ride.
While one was full of moods and blabber,
The other would be balanced and sober.

Broken was my heart, shattered than ever,
When the decent stabbed me with an unfaithful dagger.
It yelped "Brutus! You too" and a thud,
There I lie in a painful red flood.

To trust or Not to trust, that is the question.

The spirit of trust yet haunting,
The thought of belief is still taunting.

To trust or Not to trust, that is the question.
And it still remains a question...
-Yakira ✨