It's How

Can I trust you?

   Isn't a question that needs to be asked.

Will the thought of you, throwing it in my face hold true?

 

                          No. 

 

It's a fleeing thought, never to lead a

coup d'etat on my brain.

When you see a sad look in my eyes,

it isn't pity that you put on a chain

Instead, it's the way you brush my mane,

wipe away bloodstains 

and how you always attain a smile 

even from down the aisle

 

It's how you make small moments worthwhile

how you make me laugh like a juvenile

how you make my heart blaze like a wildfire

 

It's how no abuse leaves your lips

instead your words are like honey

dripping from my fingertips 

 

It's how I know I can trust you

that you won't use my weaknesses

to feed on like leeches

or turn your voice to screeches

 

Because I love you, you say

everyday

and  how much you love me

outweighs my flaws

effortlessly

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741