Trepidation
Been burned before
Happiness turned to feelings of betrayal
Joyfulness not everafter
To trust again
To build up anew
A bloody pinprick
Scarred up tissue
No blindfolds this time
No unwavering trust
No gullible facades
No more your crooked fingers
But movement forward
But thawed out veins
But a blossoming orchard
But hope always remains
Categories: Culture, identity, mental health, Poetry, Psychology