Broken Promises

Broken Promises
By Alli Marie

Broken promises.
You let go of my hand.
I thought you’d understand
but I guess the cost was too high –
to lose control,
to lose your mind.

I’m not ready to let go.
Don’t you know
hope can rise from uncertainty.
Give my soul a chance to see.

A little late for you.
Come back.
Give me some time.
I could change your mind.

You’re gone.
The only trace of you
are these fragile thoughts
left here to wither and rot.

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