Promises Made

Yesterday's goals, dim memories.

Dark saddened eyes, blurring with tears.

Painful scars borne; Love's history.

Futures crumble when doubt appears.

No brightly lit hope envisioned,When following after harsh words.

Hurt soul splits in twain, partitioned.

Swooned by appeal - when numbness lured.

Apologies made, never bought.

Price paid turned out far too costly.

Though never known what would be wrought -Must walk into the night softly.

One wish, only to be released.Granted - now receive this token.Words written in rhyme, love's deceased.

When promises made . . . were broken.

By Christopher

Till later,

Veeknesh :)