Dust.
It takes so long to build an empire.
To spark a fire in the wind.
But It's a fools gamble...
To believe in more than a friend.
Trust is earned in time...
Slowly it starts to rust...
Suddenly before you know...
It blows away in winds of Dust.
Blind faith in others...
Clouds a sky of Grey.
Storms crash as fierce Thunder...
And Lightening reveals the way.
Beneath the fear of Darkness.
Lives a world of truth so right.
Where it's safe to believe in...
The one you're with tonight.
Hold on to the truth inside you.
Don't ever be weak enough to wear a mask.
For this life is over too quickly.
These days pass so damn fast.
I see nothing but masquerade around me...
I question so many lives.
As to why so many bother...
To live and breathe endless lies.
Is it too much to remain real ?
To be the one you claimed to be at the start.
Is there such thing as a happy ending...
For a honest caring heart ?
I would rather be alone forever...
With the soul I can trust.
Than believe in another...
Only to watch them vanish into Dust.
Dust.
About the Creator
Steven Baldry
I have been writing Poetry since I was a teenager. Now in my late thirties I enjoy it more than ever. I find it a wonderful release and it helps me to free my mind and understand myself and my emotions.
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