STOP PROMISING



traces of your addiction
- memories of mine -
mark my home

scent of it
the very air
that I must

breathe

stain on the carpet
that will not leave
the stench and

threat

of self harm
the alarm raging
in us locked outside

all the prayers I say
mysteries by which
I plead

useless
unless you
stop thwarting

hope

stop promising
lies

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