I promise you a lot of things
I promise you, I’m honest…about a lot of things
I know the problems promise brings
The problem is…
That promise is the only problem worth promising.
Poetry and Prose by Russell Wardlow
I promise you a lot of things
I promise you, I’m honest…about a lot of things
I know the problems promise brings
The problem is…
That promise is the only problem worth promising.
I know how it feels to lose it all –
Because of a mistake or have it taken from you
To withdraw – you don’t feel any part of your heart
Not that it’s breaking, it’s just breaking from you
To feel naked, vacant, ached and displaced
When facing something or someone adjacent to you
To lose faith – but that’s satan or your own creation
Taking up space so revelations don’t make it to you.