I promise you my mind is so full of words that are begging to be written, the just don't know how to pour out in the right order.

I promise I'm so much smarter and filled with this untapped potential.

I promise that there's a novel in me and one day I'll bind the book myself.

I promise when you see me and you notice all the things I hate that I can still change.

I promise there are so many scars you cannot see that are still bleeding, and I'm still wrapping them up. Covered in years of gauze.

I promise that every judgement I have is just a deflection of my own pain.

I promise the bad thoughts and I are always at war. It's this lifelong battle but it is worth every moment of clarity.

I promise there's so much more to come from my soul just let it breathe.

To this day,
your name
still hurts my tongue
but I still say it anyway.
Sometimes I like to
hear my soul
gently tear itself
apart.