Nov 1, 2009

Broken Promises

A million shards of promises.
The remnants of my dreams.
Broken, they lay glistening,
as I try to find the means
to carry on in spite of
the damage to my soul.
So sharp they slice
through all of me.
I cannot let them go.
I hold them close.
I bleed away
all I've ever felt.
Each one delivers agony.
All the pain you've ever dealt.
The softness of my flesh is
pierced sweetly through.
I treasure every poignant thrust
as a memory of you.

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