Andrew Hackett


An Empty Promise - Poem by Andrew Hackett

I hate the way,
the way you make me feel,
i hate the way i love you,
the love that i feel

i showed you my soul,
you showed me your lies,
i bore my heart to you,
you drove through that knife

the wound you caused,
may never truly heal,
the pain im feeling,
will definitely be eternal

i wish i knew why,
why you had to lie,
you told me that you loved me,
you told me that you would die

without me you said you'd have nothing,
without you i said i would die,
we are not together anymore,
yet not truly alive

im so down and alone,
even in a crowd,
i wish i had you here,
i wish i could be truly alive

like i was back then,
just three weeks ago,
before all this happened,
before we lost our way

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  • Rookie Michael Shepherd (2/16/2005 7:20:00 AM)

    That last verse and its time scale reminds me of youth, and why we wrinklies shouldn't laugh...! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 15, 2005



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