Forgotten Promises

[crazygitar]

Drop.

Cold gnaws away as I sit huddled here.
The warmth of my bed will not fix this fear.

Drop.

Wet seeps through and I can barely notice.
Thoughts swell and sway and I can't forget this.

Drop.

Words are too fleeting to ever explain.
Feelings will strengthen before they will wane.

Drop.

Here is your poem like I promised you.
Here is the me you wanted to subdue.

Drop.

Now please leave here.

Drop.

Now leave me with my tears.