Trust Issues

I remember the night the world turned black,

One whispered lie and there was no way back.

A thousand promises shattered on the floor,

The woman I loved was someone I knew no more.

Every picture burns behind my eyes,

Every memory poisoned by disguise.

The ghost of your touch still haunts my skin,

A war I never chose, but somehow trapped within.

Now every smile feels like a loaded gun,

Every “I love you” sounds like another one.

You left me drowning in an ocean of doubt,

Tore my heart open and hollowed me out.

Now I see shadows in every woman’s eyes,

Searching for betrayal behind every disguise.

I never knew pain could cut this deep,

Or follow a man into his sleep.

You broke more than a vow that night…

You murdered my trust and buried the light.

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Panic attacks in the middle of the dark,

Cold sweat racing through a shattered heart.

Breathing feels like climbing broken glass,

While the echoes of your treason never pass.

Depression wraps around me like chains,

Turning every sunrise into endless rain.

Some days I fight just to leave my bed,

Some nights I wish I could silence my head.

The scars you left were never on my skin,

They live inside the places no one sees within.

You left me drowning in an ocean of doubt,

Tore my heart open and hollowed me out.

Now I see shadows in every woman’s eyes,

Searching for betrayal behind every disguise.

I never knew pain could cut this deep,

Or follow a man into his sleep.

You broke more than a vow that night…

You murdered my trust and buried the light.

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But I refuse to die inside this grave,

Refuse to be the prisoner that you made.

I’ll face the demons screaming in my head,

Stand before the ghosts I thought were dead.

One step forward, one breath at a time,

Learning that survival is its own kind of fight.

The fear still lives here, I won’t pretend,

But fear is no longer where my story ends.

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You left me drowning in an ocean of doubt,

But I found the strength to climb back out.

The wounds remain, and the scars still show,

Yet they’re proof of the hell that I survived below.

I may never trust the way I did before,

Some doors once broken can’t be restored.

But I won’t let your betrayal define my name,

I walked through the fire and rose through the flames.

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The panic fades…

The darkness bends…

The broken man learns to breathe again.

And though the ashes of trust still stain my hands,

I’ll keep walking forward…

Until I can love again.