not even I promise

Your heart has hurt
your heart is full of thorns
indeed your heart is sugar cane
You're spoiled when I'm yours
now you waste when you get bored

is there a promise that I cancel?
is my broken promise?

Not even I promise
whether else should be denied
you are so sweet and throwing thorns
I am betrayed, but alienated by this world

wanting to scream,
I want to blow this deep wound
but there is no greeting I can understand
and I let this tears flow
I will not hurt again
until dry and one day I will not feel again
warmth to the flow and forget you, my hope