Tired Promises

by xCezx   May 5, 2005


My hand is tired of writing,
my eyes are tired of seeing,
my skin is tired of getting battered, bruised and broken,
my body's tired of living.
but the thing that hurts,
hurts the most,
isn't writing letters to throw away,
or seeing u everyday,
it's my aching heart thats breaking!
my heart is tired most of all,
tired of aching,
tired of breaking,
tired of longing for you.
i make a promise to myself,
all the while making another,
a secret one,
one to break the first.
my promise to let u go,
let my heart love another,
let me live my life,
your not holding me back anymore,
i have to do it myself,
set myself free.
anything i do to you or me,
for that I'm truly sorry!

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