On the worst of times, with no apparent reason

Without explanation or consideration

Left in the dust with no one to trust.

Alone in defeat, broken and beat

Suddenly abandoned.

Desolate and lonesome; longing for someone

They, who you trust the most, left you deposed.

And the one you loved the best,

Deserted you, like the rest.

Should you do the same and forget the task;

Do you stay true or do you wear a mask?

If you choose to go on, then not for long

On your success, they will be the ones–abandoned.

Peter Hill