Lost It

Promise made Promise promised to be kept Lost it all On a bet The devil set Relapsed, fell Broken and alone Feel lower than Six feet under A promise broken Tried best to be kept Feeling lost Somehow saved... Need to stop pretending Quietly whispering While walking away "I am not okay" Happy faced lie Harder to contain Lost broken alone Want to stop running Tired of hiding Dreamt of sunshine Peace Happiness... Temptation lurks behind Each face Each hope Each broken feeling Hurt creeps out of Every crack Becoming clear to the open eye Like trying to stop Dust from flying It becomes harder and harder No longer able to contain pain Three two one Me? I am gone.