Trust

It's a word said casually.
Thrown around with no thought of the consequences.
A poem is written and a secret is told.
It's read between the lines, assumptions are made.
So you tell your thoughts,
what was running through your mind when the pen was in your hand.
Lessons never learned.
It's written in a shroud on purpose.
Keep your mouth closed and 
quiet the voices in your head screaming of loneliness.