Broken pacts

My heart snaps

To the aftermath of that sound too familiar

In times I pictured you as my savior

The one to draw maps

To guide me and instruct me on

How to detach love from pain

And find happiness once again

Instead you make it harder to hold on

Seems foolish that I would relapse

Believing the dubious vows you make

That you always seem to forsake
But I fear without them I would collapse

The assurances in your premise

Seem like laid out traps

For that exact reason my heart snaps

Whenever I hear the words: “I promise.”

                                C.D.