"I promise"

[silentpoet]

Promise made a night before,
Creeks of dust and rusty doors.
Promise broke once again,
Once again, i'm hurt in the end.
Friendships that linger,
Love long lost.
True friends are stabbing,
Insecurity is the boss.
Black dirty sheets in an open white field,
Coming from the grave to take thee away.
Hornets nests rest under the pillow of reason,
Cyanide droplets in the drink of treason.
Lies is the victor and hurt is the runner up,
Truth stands broken with kindness all beat up.
Sacred is the word,
Of trust worthy lips.
Sometimes we lose,
And other times we die.

 

[femmme fatal]

wow.... that's so sad, yet so good...
you can tell a good poem by the feeling it gives you... this filled me with a kind of sorrow...
aj the femme
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the extra M is for MmmMmmmm
Be Good!!!