This poem is close to me as someone with self-declared trust issues. It is hard for me to open up (unless it's through poetry). So here is a sneak peak into my mind

I wanted to see the day, I sparkled with joy. From deep within, A silent tear of wow.

Silent and sorrowful, It rolled down those, Dead cheeks, Hoping something stopped them in their path.

Breaking the flow of that droplet, I saw, a hand so huge it covered my face, Rough and calloused, yet soft and nimble. It slid along with the tear into the length of my neck, Where it all stopped.

I stopped breathing, I stopped hoping. And now you see an empty shell of who I was before Will you, now fill me up? I asked you

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