Trust

There are times you run out of trust,

Both of and for people close to you.

Life flows like a meandering river,

And you are tired of its motion.

You rise and fall in your emotions.

There were times you helped them rise,

But you were known for the times when you remained silent,

Because you were struggling enough

To come out of your darkness.

Maybe there was too much darkness,

Or maybe there was too much glare,

That your mettle wasn't visible...