Death of Promise
I sit and wait
to determine our fate
my vision blurred
by sticky tears
the desk is spread
with our happy pictures
memories destroyed in a moment
wishing I wouldn't have done it
losing someone so close
hating them so much
there is only liqour
and the pleasure of someone elses touch
I sit and wait without hope
without expectation
wanting to wake up next to you
and not remember your failed devotion
this notion of forgiveness
I cannot accept
now my mornings are full
of longing and regret
the peace I find is from second to second
till im sober and alone
and I remember the sins
of someone who will never atone
in my eyes you are alive
in my heart you are dead
in my soul we are lost
and im sick with dread
so I sit and wait
inhale…intoxicate
methods of release to ease
the sickness in my soul
and the fear in my heart
that my last chance parted
with a kiss on her lips
wet with promises
that will never be released
to determine our fate
my vision blurred
by sticky tears
the desk is spread
with our happy pictures
memories destroyed in a moment
wishing I wouldn't have done it
losing someone so close
hating them so much
there is only liqour
and the pleasure of someone elses touch
I sit and wait without hope
without expectation
wanting to wake up next to you
and not remember your failed devotion
this notion of forgiveness
I cannot accept
now my mornings are full
of longing and regret
the peace I find is from second to second
till im sober and alone
and I remember the sins
of someone who will never atone
in my eyes you are alive
in my heart you are dead
in my soul we are lost
and im sick with dread
so I sit and wait
inhale…intoxicate
methods of release to ease
the sickness in my soul
and the fear in my heart
that my last chance parted
with a kiss on her lips
wet with promises
that will never be released
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