Trust

Do you still believe in love?
The look that is in your eyes,
I can tell you have had it rough,
Warm tears come out cold eyes,
I can see it made you tough,
Depression gets the best of you,
You feel that life is in a rutt,
Over thinking causes anxiety,
And drugs are used as a crutch,
But it still does not ease the pain,
Does not replace intimate touch,
That you crave for so bad,
And you feel you are out of luck,
Too much time spent on failures,
Physical attractions and lust,
Put all your heartache aside,
Love yourself and love will find you,
Trust.

Christopher cross