Promise

If I hung on for your promise

My skeleton would slip

Through the noose

All my teeth

Would shine

On the floor

Waiting for your feet

To crush them into powder

And you would shout louder

It’s all about me

It’s not about you

It’s all about the lies

I think should be true

If I hung on for your promise

The gallows wood

Would rot before me

My mouth

Would be open

But silent

Waiting for words

That wouldn’t reach your ears

You’ve never listened for years

But it’s all about you

It’s not about me

It’s all the tired sighs

And what you can’t see

If I hung on for your promise

The crowd would die

Of old age

As the cynics

Collected their winnings

I’d be at the front

Of the queue

Happy that I’ve stopped

Thinking about you

It was all about you

It was never about me

The rope has frayed

I’m frightened and free

© JMcN2016