trust one is trust all
and you hate to fall,
so you don't trust at all.
let no one in,
and instead of tiptoeing
on the edge,
just live at the bottom
of the ravine you like
to call a life.
among the shattered ghosts
of those who fall,
you're sure you're right.
well, you might be,
but until you climb back up,
and with bleeding knees and all
start walking the edge,
you'll never know
or live
or fall.