Broken promises

If I promised never to make you cry

Did I lie

Never realising what the cost would be

Of asking you to set me free?

If I said I would protect your heart

Never daring to tear it apart

Did I forget about the forces of fear

That so often act

To cripple trust and belief?

And if I told you I would always

Be there to hold your hand

Did I really understand

How often life would require of me

To walk on by

Because realism demands

That harsh practicalties

So often eclipse

The fevered longings of the heart

Was I just a carefree child

With stars in his eyes

Blissfully unaware

Of the deeper truths

My promises denied

Turning idealistic dreams

To a pile of ash

After the fire burns us free

In the furnace of doubt

Questioning where lies

The core of truth

Amidst this littered wreckage

Of broken promises