Unreceived Promises

You've cost me more than money, You've cost me dignity and pride. The wish that I had not let go, Of all I held inside. All the pain that comes with love, And all the hate that follows. All the time I can only hope, That yesterday is tomorrow. So I can stop, and save my life, From the treachery you bequeathed. From all the broken promises, And heartache I received. For all the time that time stood still, For all the time it didn't. For wearing my heart upon my sleeve, When I should have kept it hidden. For tears crawl pedantically, Down my mourning face. But thoughts still fly round frantically, Bringing with them bitter taste. For it may be dead inside you, But inside me burns a flame. The winds of time will not blow out, And anger will not tame.