The Poetry Collection [Editing]

64. A Promise in Four Acts

Act I

I'm sorry that I wasn't enough for you
To love me when I needed you
Leaving me alone after everything
Leave me to my vices and anxieties
Because you know I'm too scared to die
Scrambling the wires in my brain
Translating the lines by my eyes
Or the rules I broke to keep you
All for nothing and I knew it would be
When nobody can keep anything
Let alone a promise even
A pinky can't keep
Not that you planned on it anyway

Act II

Smoke dancing on your bottom lip
Long time whispers filter through my curls
The smell of your last cigarette
Heavy on your breath with reassurance
And a promise is a promise
Cut my hair and change my name
But you say you'll always be there
Beg me to run away with you and
I promise I will think about it
Overthinking is my specialty
I am sorry it may not be enough

Act III

Lead me into my vices like hard candy
Bite to break or melt me on your tongue
I promise to try to love you
But I will love your mind for now
Pretend I never left and you will too
Act like you never hurt
Because we are both stronger than that
Leave the psychos behind
And link together broken pinkies
Mind you, I am scared it is just pretend
Take it slow and for your sake
I hope that it is enough

Act IV

I hope that you are enough
To pull my mind back from its flight
Across the country and back to him
Broken promises I never intended to break
He broke them for me
And I hope that you have the glue
Brace my body or at least my mind
Prepare me for that paradise
Or at least your promises
Because I try not to make them
I never wanted to break any
But I promise
I will break more than your pinky
If you break my heart