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Aug 2011
Written May 9, 2011*

You said that something just didn't make sense.
Said you didn't understand.
I promised. I promised.
I swore this time we'd get it right.
I thought, I prayed
That I could keep it.
Keep my word. Hold it tight.
But again, it crashed.
And as your voice cracked
I could hear.
I could tell you felt as if I'd lied.
I tried.
But couldn't spare your heart.
Above everything else,
That hurt the worst.
And my promises came crumbling down.
Falling apart.
This isn't my favorite thing I've written. Actually, it kind of annoys me. I hate cliche lines and stupid rhymes that only serve as connectors for the next phrase. If that makes any sense, I don't know. But this was sort of an apology to someone important at the time, so I figured it's importance was more in the meaning than in the delivery.
Sarah Jean Ashby
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Sarah Jean Ashby  25/F/Ames, IA
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