broken_promises
lovers lament i woke to the sun
drawing shadows on the floor
your breath was on my skin
i wasn't lonely anymore
i thought i saw you smile
when i put my heart to yours
but i also caught the hint
i wasn't welcome anymore
010306
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mikey and then your beath was gone
my heart then felt alone
those shadows i just saw
were no longer shown
now the brightest hour
has come and gone
my heart was once a flower
now tis the opposite of dawn
010307
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kx21 The Beauty of Life decayed into The Bitterness of Life.

The Brightest & Hottest Star became The Darkest and coldest Shit.

Everything is now like Nothing..., and

this phenomenon is so called a Mother Nature of U or Karma...
010307
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blue_ash it's me, in time, without time, every time, broken, severed; it's on my shoulders.

http://ruhigeren_platze.tripod.com
010813
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Devil Doll Every promise ever made has been broken. And people always get hurt whenever they're made. So stop making them you fools. Stop making them and then people stop getting hurt. Christ it's not that fucking hard. Stop being so god damn optimistic 010814
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my poor toesie-wosies Littering the floor, cutting my feet to ribbons. I put them there, and yet, I can't clean them up. And I try, I really do. 011029
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psychobabe broken promises tearing me apart
of words you once said
"i'll come by after work"
is what you lead

Sitting up, waiting for you
when will you come by?
hours pass on
i havent started to cry

Where the hell are you?
Did something terrible happen?
I think i'm gonna leave
instead of sit here and greive.

I get into my kold car
turn on the heat
without even knowing
how my heart is about to get beat

Driveing down the road
pull up in your driveway
I see your lights on
what will i say?

"why is he home?"
i look to the floor
and without even thinking
i head to the door

Its open ajar
"hello? are you here?"
i ask quietly
thinking if its what i fear

I walk up the stairs quietly
a path of clothes
which lead to your room
with this my heart unfolds

A skirt
a blouse
not baring what i want to see
i think of leaving the house

Building up my courage
I walk to the door
i already hear giggleing
more clothes on the floor

"i love you" i hear you say
"i love you to" i hear her say
burst open the door
right there i see you lay

"What the fuck is going on!"
I scream with anger and dismay
"Katie! what are you doing here?"
is all you can say

"You fucking lier!
how could you do this!"
I scream with tears in my eyes

Run down the stairs
you come after me
i get to the door
but you grab me

"katie i'm sorry"
i hear you plead
Tears running down my cheeks
"just let me go, let me be"

I walk out the door
get into my car
"fuck you" is what i say
and drive away far

make sure you keep your promises it can really hurt someone someday
011029
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kelli crane there are too many to mention 020113
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unhinged some say that you shouldn't make
a promise that you can't keep
but it's not the promises that are broken
but hearts
and red razorblade marks
on the inside of wrists
and useless idols
hanging from necks
words can never be broken
but oh how they break
like the sticks and stones
they used to throw
so easily
perceived love is a broken_promise
waiting to happen
funny that
waiting
like i used to wait for the telephone to ring
or you
silence was always the best remedy
020114
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nah....! broken? no, just dead.
dead_promise
020114
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girl_jane All I have to say to you now is fuck you.

I don't need you. You said the right things, but you never did them. All you did was lie, and cheat, and stole.

You robbed me of my spirit.

Are you happy now?

You horrible excuse of flesh that passes for a human being...fuck you.

Don't touch me.
Just don't.
Don't.







Just leave.
I don't want to look at you.
Just go.
Don't say a word-
not even sorry
I know you're lying...

So fuck you.





Just go...don't touch me.
020310
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unpublished lyric machine they're the best
fucking
kind
020310
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lycanthrope my promise was never broken
i meant it at that time,
the words that i had spoken
are only now a crime.

They were to you a bridge of sighs
that you wanted to cross,
but first i had to fill your eyes
with something to be lost.

You wanted to own days ahead,
and even days gone by,
and each boyish thing i've said,
and even this goodbye.

Before you knew me i was scared
of breaking promises,
but now i see, as i dispaired,
i missed what loving is.

loving is not a certainty,
but it is that voice that tries,
to court the unknown and unseen,
and beguile troubled eyes.

loving is not a prophesy,
but it is that voice that tries,
to hold a world beyond its means
in words not meant as lies.

loving is for this moment's range
it is this voice that tries,
and feels betrayed by its own change
and falters as she cries.
020310
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so fucking lost broken promise
broken me

and it doesnt matter who broke which promise anymore.

being so often here,
you start to get used to it after a while.
020311
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painted marbles Broken Promises

I thought I could trust you,
But I was quite wrong.
Although your heart was black,
I loved you for too long.
I had to learn the hard way,
I learned that this was true,
Promises mean nothing
When they come from you.
My mind races when I see you,
Yet I know I must depart.
Like a mother protects her young,
I now protect my heart.
030222
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Sparticus are they?

mine are not

never

are yours?

i dont think so

i know they are in there, somewhere

as much as we change, we still remain

i promise
030823
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James T. McRae quoted from top

"i woke to the sun
drawing shadows on the floor
your breath was on my skin
i wasn't lonely anymore
i thought i saw you smile
when i put my heart to yours
but i also caught the hint
i wasn't welcome anymore
...
mikey and then your breath was gone
my heart then felt alone
those shadows i just saw
were no longer shown
now the brightest hour
has come and gone
my heart was once a flower
now tis the opposite of dawn"
MY CONTINUENCE
"Now my tormented soul doth creep,
beneath these hollow walls
I ne'er believed, but now I see
That Angels too can fall.
The wondrous dreams of yesterday
lay shattered on the floor
and leave me to fight, with all my heart,
myself, a lonely war."
031111
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James T. McRae BUT ON THE FIRST DAY THAT I CALLED HER NOT ONLY WAS SHE DISTANT, LIKE SHE DIDNT WANT TO TALK TO ME, BUT SHE ASKED IF I RANG FOR A PARTICULAR REASON, LIKE SHE WASNT EXPECTING IT, MAYBE LIKE SHE DIDNT WANT ME TO. THAT HURT ME, LIKE HER PROMISE THAT WE'D RING EACH OTHER REGULARLY DIDNT MEAN ANYTHING, LIKE SHE WAS JUST SAYING IT TO GIVE ME HOPE. WHY. I DON'T NEED TO BE LIED TO. 031111
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p(ublic service announcement)2 that reminds me

ladies, when dating a brit (or brit-influenced)
"i'll give you a ring"
means
"i'll call you"
not
"i'll propose to you"
so don't get too excited
in fact
don't get excited at all
cuz he probably won't call you either
031111
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James T. McRae the irony and ambiguity of the "we promised we'd ring each other" has just hit me, you see, we said we'd do both, maybe, just maybe, PLEASE, one day, one fine morning. PLEASE. 031112
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Zoe "i'll pick you up tuesday."
"i'll call you tonight."
"i'll make it up to you."
"it'll be better this time."
"i won't hurt you."
"you can always count on me."
"i'll always be there for you."
"i'll change."
"i'll get better."
"i'll always love you."
031112
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carlie we'll get married 031112
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James T. McRae so why is it I feel like I don't matter to you anymore. 031112
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Afro Considering that we both said we'd never give up, I guess it's pretty clear that we did break a pretty big promise to each other. At first, it seemed like we really messed up. But now that a good amount of time has passed, it seems that maybe broken promises don't always turn out to be a bad thing. I used to think being with you was the answer, when in reality, all it did was make me miserable. Now that I am not with you anymore, I smile again, for long periods of time. I almost forgot what it was like to do that after four years of being with you. It was never good for that long. So I guess that when I gave up, although it was breaking a promise to you, it probably helped me more than I knew at the time. Broken promises, maybe they aren't as bad as they sound. I'm a happier person because of it. 031112
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