Trusting in One not Myself

I want to trust that I am honest, but I too often break my word.

I want to trust , but when all is broken, I begin to hurt.

I want to trust, but when I hurt, I fear.

I want to trust, but when I fear, I feel alone.

I want to trust, but when I am alone, I lust for companionship.

I want to trust, but when I yearn for intimacy, I start to groan.

I want to trust, but when I groan, I start to whine.

I want to trust, but I come to the end of myself, I look beyond the dirt.

That’s where I stop, I trust in the One who left the earth:

I must simply admit that I am only Mert.