Broken Promises.

What are promises if they are meant to be broken?
If they are only sometimes kept?
If they are only made to appease?
If they are forgotten soon after?
If they could be bypassed with exceptions?
If they are held in contempt?

It'd be better not to have made them in the first place ---
To get hopes up and then dragged back down.
To offer assurance and leave it out of reach.
To soothe a worrying heart and then throw it into anxiety's arms.

It's be better not to make them at all ---
A breach of trust that cannot be mended.
A security that cannot be protected.
A hole that cannot be filled.
A heart that cannot be sewn.

I have asked for nothing more but three,
yet it is... a yoke too heavy.
Whilst freedom is gained in the absence of promises,
the aftermath is an irrevocable lack of faith; of trust; of hope.