Damaging Promises - Poem by Patrice Delevoe
They say promises are meant to be broken
But a broken heart is never chosen.
The flow of love transition into hate,
Did these promises have to end this way?
Flowing tears, trusting faith
Praying over and over, but slowly fading away
Broken heart, shadowed dreams, empty soul
Promises tearing, every part of me
For better or worse, we vowed to be real
Time and time again, but I can't help but feel
Crushed bruised, naive, and weak
New promises, every day of the week
After a broken heart, one needs therapy
Love, pain, trust, betrayal, honesty!
Each one stripped away, separately
Everlasting damage from promising 💔
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