Ms. Trust

An old companion, cloaked in shadow and fear

Ms. Trust; Image created by Liora Writes

Stealthy, she waits
Until I’m not looking
Creeps up behind
Whispers in my ear

Muted whispers
Her messages hook me
Faults in my mind
Let her stoke my fear

Oh the peril…
Become feral…

Kindness undone
Within a split second
Warmth runs away
When it’s chased by this beast

No fault nor foul
Can withstand this weapon
They all decay
Once she’s been unleashed

Broken beliefs…
On them she feasts…

Her shadow hides
Slenderness of her form
I often glimpse
Savagery in her eyes

Her hair, a shock
Of shadow snakes swarm
Ending in wisps
Bind me tight to her side

She does not care…
Run now, beware…

Listen closely
For I’ll tell you the truth
She’s never left
No matter how I’ve tried

She’ll twist your words
And provide me with proof
So be my guest
Take my trust for a ride

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Author’s Note:

This poem was written in response to a prompt from

Anomie

on Beira’s Bothy:

A hidden fear: imagine a fear you have isn’t just in your mind but has taken on a physical form, like a small quiet creature that follows you around. Describe what it looks like and how it behaves. What would you say to it, if you could converse with it?

Shit on me once, shame on you. Shit on me twice, shame on me.

This has been my life in a nutshell for way too long. It grew so twisted, my default became to never trust anyone. I’m working to rewrite that now.

Seriously, thanks to all the great people on here who have been so kind and definitely worthy of trust. You give a girl hope!

Thanks for reading💜

—Liora

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