Promises Broken, Forsaken, Sunken

Broken hearted, I hand in my resignation From seas of disappointments I’ve suffered At your hands in stagnation You nurtured, progress snuffed, your ego puffed In your Ivory Tower where power Looms strong on the agenda You pursue every second, every minute, every hour Regarding back to sender As top priority my concerns set at the bottom of the list You draw up In the crib where you brandish the fist That knocks out hope from the cup Overflowing with judgment errors Which you deem insignificant In the context that mars The relationship you can’t Defend in your pursuit to overflow Ego tripping Slow, slow, slow Heaping, snipping, whipping Up no regret I remind you time to let go At all no secret No more bliss to forgo In a circus I dare not watch Hearts sunken No longer in a mood to catch Empty promises spoken, broken, forsaken.