The Broken Promise

She turned and overturned all that there was,

As her pain rained on my guilty stains,

She choked with my jokes,

As the promise she cherished was compromised.

In that quietness there was never silence,

There were screams as streams of dreams brought absence,

They were furious emotions when what was in motion seized,

As her patience was betrayed by waiting without promise.

The pureness of her sweetness was replaced with bitterness with sureness,

Her joy faded into shades of hate from her fate of a failed date,

She felt spited despite her dedication ,

Her promise was broken.

No more laughter,

What was her tasty attitude had made some nasty altitude,

She no longer glowed in with loveliness in her voice,

From everything to anything nothing was left,

For something made her fate that of a  late date.