You always told me not to make promises I couldn’t keep.
Yet, you taught me that your promises,
Were given to make me bleed.
Wishful thinking, hopeful and beyond
Your promises were made to me, given to deceive.
I watched your words patched in stitches
Caress the white pillows where I laid my head.
The place where I dreamed.
Off in the distance I found solace,
My body mangled through confusion.
There was no rebuttal worth a voice.
No words to amor in the chaos.
Your promises were given to disguise.
Her promises were given to hide your lies.