Comfort Zone

Think most of us hate being deceived, lied to, used, taken advantage of and more.

For me it just takes another piece of me. Another wound to my spirit.

Worst is those closest to you. Family, friends and such. 

For so long, I excepted this reality about trust. Kept myself well protected.

Maybe not the healthiest way to live a life without trust, but so much easier and less painful.

Tears

Actual tears flowing from my eyes have always been

an extremely rare thing for me.

As a child... Tears did happen, but not tolerate.

As an adult... Tears only managed to break through naturally

(I guess you would call it), from the loss of someone I cared about.

But something had me recall the few times in the shower,

lost under the downpour of water.