EMPTY PROMISeS

I promised to be good to myself
And here I am struggling to do that
I fight the urge to fall back into
Endless circles I find myself running in.
I promised my child I would do better
And if ever I met her again in heaven
Or in another lifetime
I am a mother she can be proud of.
I promised the younger me
That I will grow up and be
The best of everything
And here I am struggling at my worst
Still fighting to live my best.
I promised to keep my promises
And after half a lifetime
Here I am barely scratching the surface.
But my promises are not empty
My will never waned
What seem to be empty promises I made
Are the reasons why I resurrect
From the many deaths I have met again and again.