Promises are fragile things You say them in that moment You mean them sincerely You plan on keeping them forever But sometimes forever ends To quickly for promises And all that's left are your words Sweet or cruel markings Made on a loved ones mind Be careful with your promises You may only keep so many Any others are forgotten Try not to contradict yourself Don't make small things into conflicts Never promise your heart away Never swear on a soul Broken promises lead to broken smiles And makes one bitter for quite awhile
Sometimes when I want to write but can't decide on what to write I'll get a book and turn to a random page, the page number is how many words there is in the poem, and then close my eyes and put my finger down on a random word to use for the theme. Sometimes it can be a challenge, but it's a fun one. This one was page 94, and the word was promised.