The Scar

Mon, 12/02/2024 - 10:06 -- Noor D

One day the wound will dry but the scar will always stay.

The wound that hurts  like no other, it does not show on the skin rather the heart. The person I  thought was closest to you, you  just tore you apart. One bye one my tears flow like a river  I feel like a stuck zipper.

She exposed me and left nothing untold to me her heart was made of gold but now it turned to mold . How could she, how could she just leave behighed all the good times for just a couple dimes. The wound that hurts like no other.

When I said I would take a bullet for you I did not expect you to pull the trigger. I thought you were not like the others, who’s mothers did not raise them and . You added a wound on my back and trust me its as heavy as a sack full of rocks. One day the wound will dry but the scar will stay. One day the wound will dry but the scar will stay.

This poem is about: 
Me

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