Broken Promises.
There I lay with you thinking I'm safe and protected.
Hands between my thighs as you whisper nothing but lies and rude remarks on my body.
You promised you wouldn't leave, you even said you loved me.
I trusted you enough to let you touch me and have me, only to be dumped the next morning.
I'm tired of being lied to and having to deal with all these broken promises.
YOU ARE READING
Hopeless Reality
PoetryHere's a little reminder of the things that mean most to you, in case you forgot. My deepest thoughts spewed into this book. A book dedicated to my future self. Thank you for listening.
