"Trusting"

Trust is the warming colors of a rising sun

That sounds of secrets with friends

And taste of sweet honey

With trust smelling of a new day

You see laughter and friendship

Trust makes me feel comfort with loved ones

Trust can be black as a moonless night too

With the sounds of crying and screams

And taste of hateful words

That smells of tears

And you see the loneliness in their eyes

Trust can make me feel vulnerable

• A.J. Newman