Trust And Betrayal

Trust was kind,
When a little young kid,
Saw just one face,
While the other one hid,
Trust knew Nice,
Or so it seemed,
But put his trust,
Into a fiend,
Nice was not,
With thought out guise,
He planned a dark,
And mean surprise,
Trust had known Nice,
Since very birth,
So stayed disarmed,
Against the worst,
Then Nice, one day,
Had lost his way,
And Trust gave him,
A place to stay,
And Nice and Trust,
They talked things through,
Trust trusted Nice,
He had no clue,
A while on,
They met, anew,
Trust saw the real,
Of Nice shine through,
Nice lost his guard,
As Trust attacked,
Nice had been talking,
Round his back,
Trust found his form,
From scattered trail,
Nice turned out,
To be Betrayal,
I am Trust and you were Nice,
But now I'm Dark, a fire spice,
You keep your guard, I'll hunt you down,
Betrayal shan't stay in this town.