Reality Check 13

Love without trust is like walking barefoot on haystacks. You are bound to find the occasional lost needle. When the trust you have is broken, the needle pierces you deep and the scars seem difficult to remove.

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

20 thoughts on “Reality Check 13”

  1. Walking on haystacks in your farmville? Sure it pricks hard and would be so painful! The scar will be there forever!Then never equate that for love if there is no trust. Maybe, it was just lust! Peace!

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