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lovers lament
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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
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010306
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mikey
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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
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010307
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kx21
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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...
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010307
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blue_ash
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it's me, in time, without time, every time, broken, severed; it's on my shoulders. http://ruhigeren_platze.tripod.com
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010813
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Devil Doll
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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
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010814
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my poor toesie-wosies
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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.
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011029
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psychobabe
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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
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kelli crane
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there are too many to mention
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020113
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unhinged
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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
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020114
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nah....!
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broken? no, just dead. dead_promise
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020114
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girl_jane
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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.
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020310
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unpublished lyric machine
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they're the best fucking kind
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020310
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lycanthrope
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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.
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020310
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so fucking lost
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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.
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020311
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painted marbles
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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.
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Sparticus
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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
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James T. McRae
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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."
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031111
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James T. McRae
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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.
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031111
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p(ublic service announcement)2
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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
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031111
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James T. McRae
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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.
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Zoe
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"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."
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carlie
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we'll get married
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031112
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James T. McRae
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so why is it I feel like I don't matter to you anymore.
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031112
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Afro
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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.
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031112
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what's it to you?
who
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