Missing Pieces
The pain runs deep,
The reality becomes known,
The belief is fortified,
The tears roll.
The realization sets in.
The hatred begins,
The anger rises,
The heart sinks.
And the emotion surfaces.
Questions pop into your mind?
When you think you have no where to turn.
You need a friend you can trust completely,
That you know will be there for you,
But what do you do,
When you are the only person you trust anymore?
Trust needs to be strong,
It needs to be from the heart,
But when the heart has been cracked so many times,
How can you put it back together without all the missing pieces?
Copyright © Ashley Conlon | Year Posted 2006
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