Intended Promises

I have to write about
The blood and the tears
Before I can accept the
Bandages.

Promises made between myself
And I have kept me
Sane.

Playing tough was
Just a game I used to play
To test myself.
Now, it’s not a
Game.

It’s become
Reality.

Battle scars are displayed
On my sleeves.
Don’t be fooled, though.
Not all of them
Show.

Promises I intend to keep.
All I ask is but one simple thing,
My dear.
Don’t give up on me so
Easily.

I’ll surprise you.
Just like I’ve surprised
Myself.