Maybe mystic rose is right maybe two broken people can't possible fit together.

Sometimes the best thing to do is cut those cords for the last time....
Diana....

Promises made,
promises broken,
in the words of your poem,
so clearly spoken.

I'll share a personal anecdote: A good friend I had in my teens, during High School, was African American (an exceptional human - Tyrone Young) that I chummed with, and lifted weights with, for several years. He eventually became Mr. San Diego. He beat out Gene Dickerson when he bench-pressed 450 pounds to Gene's 425. I could never get past 350. Tyrone began drinking some years later because he could never again duplicate the high he'd gotten from that victory. After several years all I had come to depend on and respect about him oozed down into the human sewer that claims so many. Everything about him withered up. To one degree or another insidiously intelligent (and in some instances remarkably hateful) spiritual forces manipulate human beings. Evil destroyed my friend Tyrone. But he let it do so. Whether taken from real life or just a work of imagination: your summary here can be construed in various depths. Stay the course. Peace... r

Except for that concrete bridge overhead blocking the sun and the rain, you could say you have the whole world around you as your new abode.

Seriously, this reads like a codependent situation that usually results in suffering for both parties when it is broken. But, probably should be broken because the parties on their own, while having to suffer more initially, will probably come out better for it in the end.

Ron

Dear Angel, "angels know heart ache like no other breed in heaven on earth" when we get tied and mangled into each others brokenness, it's hard sometimes to repair the broken puzzle pieces that once fit together. You express what being human is all about, the fact remains, love yourself enough to do what is the right thing for you. Sending love and understanding, as far as puzzles go, I'm still puzzling myself, lol xo

Sometimes it is difficult to send certain people "on their way" even though you know that is where they should be sent to. It is a shame, and this poem vividly points that out to all who will read it. Excellent writing, Darkest.