Distrust

Distrust in your eyes is the water
of a river that I cross,
I never understand the language of water
the fire that burns your body,
I don't know why fire burns

In the sun and shade,
I'm just scribbling in a notebook,

There is no wall of separation between us.

We can stand by each other's deathbed
with folded hands,
we can offer each other invisible roses.

As if we are not in any role,
boundless inner turmoil and guilt,
maybe something goes wrong somewhere

A quiet dive into the deepest part of the mind
How hard it is, unchartered, untouchable,

The days of hesitation are left behind
I won't walk with distrust by my side again.
It’s my way of breaking free.