I'll Keep Trusting Anyway

I just want somebody

Whose hand is touching mine

And I can almost believe

That it doesn’t hold a knife

I keep falling into embraces

They say are cool and soft

At first they match the words before

And then they do not

Yet as the road and word diverge

I’m told they are still one

I’m told I should feel safer now

Because more has begun

But why would I feel safer

With a gun strapped to their hip

I just want a hand in mine

Not a deadly bouncing trip

Inside a vehicle I never

Wanted to endure

You tell me how you’ve tried so hard

To find yourself a cure

For the very thing that presses against my eyes

And yours too

Then you turn around and tell me

The disease was always you