My Promises strained
cracked and shattered
the day i fell from the sky

Better keep your shoes on;
the crystal shards
of my intents and purposes
lay strewn about
like so many unwanted toys

Confusing as it may seem,
it was not i who broke them.
You did.
You broke My Promises for me
and shoved me (like "Daniel)
in the Liar's Den"

Even now as You go on
i can hear Them
gnawing their teeth
in anticipation of tonite
when i must close my eyes again
and become victim to Their
savage attack on my conscious

They bite at my pain
with a series of
guilty, not guilty, guilty
chasing me around
the Liar's Den until
i surface from
the pool of fear
and emit a silent scream

i lay down again
trembling in the covers
knowing light will come
touching my reddened
stinging sockets
when the Sandman returns

No one appreciates
my burden, this gravity,
not Them, not You

For the nightmare repeats
my sorrow and shame
i cry for You again

And My Promises are still broken