All my life my personal mottos were
a) I trust no one no one trusts me
b) It might be good to trust but it is better to check

I built a very tough shell around myself, even to my family, from my youth after the abuses up to having a wife and kids. In my heart it was ".. nothing in... nothing out.."

I was thinking about the cost of building the shell and wrote the following poem:

My Burning:

In the emptiness
of my blemished sacrafice
ashes slowly rise.