After

I sense you say.." I am there for you, then why do you feel alone?"

I hesitate counting fragments of the past...

A faith born fresh

I hesitate a moment then give in to that all human need..

....a place to trust.

I lay my life, I speak my self,

 I begin to trust everyday

In smiles in nods in formal exchange

I trust a sense of belonging

You  make me feel loved, trusted

A daily meet waits, I know it wont last

But you hate me speak it negative.

You are there as long

as my grief  

does not disturb your priorities

does not invade your privacy.

 I shrink , moult into someone odd

 an evil  consumes my life...

 you fail see it early

an event makes grief complicated for you... 

Perhaps

You waver between me and years of friendship...

 Make your choice

And I shatter within further....

'You are not there for me' as I struggle

 shattered, trying to keep falling life intact.

broken promise, trust bleak

You think I may hate you for it

I don't hate, finished too far for hatred

after am almost done away

Trust was when a hand held trust

Not knowing the daily trust  ceases

When my grief

 disturbs your priorities

Invades your privacy.