Learning to trust is the hardest thing I could ever do in my life.
My armor is heavy, of iron and doubt,
A fortress I built just to keep the world out.
To lower the drawbridge, to open the door—
It’s the hardest damn thing I have tried to explore.
I tremble to hand you the keys to my heart,
Where every old shadow is waiting to start.
But the fear in my chest won't dictate how I live;
There is so much of me that I'm willing to give.
So I’ll walk down this path at a fragile, slow pace,
Learning to look at the world face to face.
One step in the dark, then another ahead,
Trading the heavy stone weight of my dread.
Because you are my anchor, my light, and my shore,
The one friend I lean on, and trust all the more.
Though shaking, I’m learning to soften the plea:
Here is my soul.
I trust you with me.
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Very moving and greatly inspiring, Friendship 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you
Welcome.
Beautifully rhymed this poem explores the issue of trust and its difficulty. Nicely done
Thank you
A pleasure
My friend, this is deeply vulnerable. The fear is still there, but so is the decision not to let it run everything...that makes the trust here feel hard-won and real. Powerful piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you so much, my friend
Love it
No matter the difficulties and fear
It appears they are being faced and hopefully conquered
A unique talent friendship
Thank you
Yes, moving on can be difficult, and true friends become few.
But one true friend is all you need to share a coffee and secret or two.
I agree with you, Paul. Thank you
I built my walls so high they truly block out the sun. Thankfully, someone threw me a line and I think I can almost see the tops now! Well done.
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