Sadness... Sorrow...
A broke promise, something I thought could never happen..
you said you'll stay.
I promise you that I have many tears,
From the last 10 years,
I promise to forever hold them in...
As I take the next hit of this blunt
Yet remembering the time you said you'll forever hold my hand...
Now I look to the sky asking you for guidance...
Your words use to play in my head, "Whatever you do always keep your hurtful thoughts private."
I'll never question what you've told me but now? The only thing that plays in my head is how could you...
How could you break your promise..?
About the Creator
Demetria Walker
Hello, My name is Demetria.. I'm 19 years old and for the last few years i have channeled my anger, hurt, and also happiness into my writing. Anything i write or post is something that i have not only been through but lived and made through
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