First post so be nice, this poems quite old wrote it at 15-16, will be posting more recent material later on

-He will spread this promise throughout
and yet no one seems to have a clue

All the pointless please and thank you’s
and faked tears, drop bombs in his streamline

One more night, full of her processed tears
Makes this boy see that

People will hear his promise
Tonight the ceiling with break
and the light bulbs will smash
Tonight he blows the fuse

Electricians lonely on call tonight
Trying to fix this unexplained break

All the electricians and all the experts
Tried to fix this broken down light
He promised that his voice would be heard
and through a light bulb, a broken ceiling
This boys was cut off