Promises (a poem)

You promised me a garden

Where the flowers never die

You told me if I trusted you

Then together we could fly

But at my feet are wilted flowers

Battered by the weather

And I see no wings upon my back

No, not a single feather

You promised me a kingdom

You told me I could be the queen

We’d live together in a castle

Where true love would reign supreme

But there’s been a revolution

And I now am locked away

My voice is like your love for me

Growing weaker every day

Now I know that every word you said

Was not to be believed

Your words were only hollow shells

From the time they were conceived

Because you carved a knife from my own trust

And then you cut me open

I learned that promises of love

Are better left unspoken