Some scars are too deep to heal,
the bleeding stops,
the pain disappears,
but the wound is visible,
a bump on the skin that cannot be unseen
Some pain are irreversible,
the impact subsides,
the pain disappears,
but the memory is there,
a torn in perfection
Sometimes love lasts forever,
stored in a distant memory,
not meant to be lived,
not meant to be real,
just a painful reminder of scars, pain and self-destruction
No comments:
Post a Comment