Borrowed Time and Broken Promises

A cycle of poems «The Last Letter I Burned Was My Own»

Clock hands bleed on midnight glass,
Your shadow haunts the hour that passed.
I swore I’d stay - I walked away…
Now hell’s my home, and you’re the price I pay.

I sold our future for a lie,
Watched our forever start to die.
You begged me once - “Just hold on tight” -
But I chose shadows over light.

We lived on borrowed time and broken promises,
Kissed like thieves beneath collapsed abysses.
You gave me grace - I gave you rust,
Turned sacred vows to dust and lust.
Now every tick’s a nail in my chest,
A debt I can’t repay, a soul possessed.
I had you once… I threw you down -
And lost my crown… and lost my ground.

You packed your hope in silent tears,
While I drowned truth in wasted years.
Said, “One more chance,” with trembling hands -
I lit a match to all our plans.
You wore my ring like it was chains,
While I fed lies like sweet remains.
I called it freedom - truth was this:
I was the storm that killed your bliss.

I chased the night, I cursed the dawn,
Left you standing, lost and drawn.
You whispered, “Love, come back to me” -
But I was already debris.

We lived on borrowed time and broken promises,
Kissed like thieves beneath collapsed abysses.
You gave me grace - I gave you rust,
Turned sacred vows to dust and lust.
Now every tick’s a nail in my chest,
A debt I can’t repay, a soul possessed.
I had you once… I threw you down -
And lost my crown… and lost my ground.

I hear you’re happy - far from here,
With someone who won’t disappear.
Good. You deserve a truer flame…
Not this wreck who bears your name.
But in my dreams, you’re still the same -
Eyes like dawn, calling my shame.
You don’t hate me… that’s the knife:
You just let go… and saved your life.

I’d trade my breath, my bones, my sin,
To stand where I should’ve been -
Not on the road, not in the flame,
But kneeling, whispering your name:
“I see you now. I always did.
Forgive the fool who broke his kid
Of love, of trust, of sacred creed…”
But silence is all I reap.

We lived on borrowed time and broken promises,
Danced on graves of what love misses.
You gave me heaven - I chose hell,
Left you bleeding, left you well.
Now time’s a noose around my throat -
A ghost of all I wouldn’t hold.
I had you once… I let you fly…
And watched my own soul crucify.

So let the clocks stop, let the world decay -
I’ll rot in the debt I couldn’t pay.
Borrowed time… now paid in full…
With your absence… and my skull.
Broken promises…
Still bleed…
In every lie…
I didn’t need.