The Journey Inward

It used to be given,
Not something to earn,
But crossed once or twice,
And I’ve come to learn. 

I'll only trust those,
With consistency,
Actions, words and time,
Accountability. 

It's not that I'm naive,
Or even gullible,
Because I've given chances,
To the irresponsible. 

My heart is compassionate,
It loves bold and strong,
But I'm done giving to those,
Who would do me wrong.

Will I grow some callouses?
Build my walls up too high?
I'll surely have eyes open,
But keep giving trust a try.

What I can trust,
Is that I know within,
It has yet to fail me…
My intuition.