Broken Promises

Little girl sitting there crying
curled tight in a ball
wishing they’d do right,
keep those promises
Be gone for an hour
they whisper to their baby
yet four hours later
they’re still missing.


She tries to block it out
all the sadness and hope
that there would be
no broken promises.
Holding tight to the bear
only one who listens
to her broken dreams
and her broken heart.

A car door slams,
little girl looks up
through her tears.
She sees them enter
the broken house.
The yells erupt
she knows their meaning.

Climbs into bed,
pretending to sleep.
Now her wishes change,
leave again, stop fighting.
Sleep finally comes,
she dreams about love
and no more broken promises.