Promise
I once woke
From a burning abyss
What once I called heaven
Started with a kiss
As the clouds parted
And the sun shone through
The red sun bled
Into a deep shade of blue
Where the love was once tender
And " No " was enough
The love had turned sour
What was once tender was tough
We began with a promise
"To always be true
In sickness and in health
To always be there for you"
Now as I look in the mirror
At my bloody nose and bruised ribs
I reflect on this promise
And wonder how much more I can take of this
I wait for a while
And try to flee in the night
But all that happens
Is I chicken out and end up in a fight
So I put on concealer
And throw on some shades
I lie to my children
About life's evil ways.
I go to church on Sunday
But cannot kneel to pray
Silly ankle buckled
When I " decided to stay "
So I limp to the altar
I lean on my crutch
I raise my swollen eyes
I hurt just enough
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