Not all scars show,
Not all wounds heal.
Sometimes you can't see
The pain that others feel.
You ripped a hole in my chest.
You cut me with the already jagged edges of my heart.
And when you left, you forgot to sew me back up.
You left me torn apart.
Not all scars show,
Not all wounds heal.
Sometimes you can't see
The pain that others feel.
If I could run right now,
My only goal would be to get as far away from
You as I possibly can.
I rembember the time you kissed me.
I remember the times you held my hand.
Not all scars show,
Not all wounds heal.
Sometimes you can't see
The pain that others feel.
I've tried to move on,
But I don't think it's possible.
I hate the way you look at me
Like you want me back.
Like you can't see
That not all scars show,
Not all wounds heal.
Sometimes you can't see
The pain that others feel.
Anyway, I loved it. I got it. Up to the last verse... Good job!
You left a link to this poem in the comments under a friend's poem, that's how I found you
Keep up the good work. "Writers are artists too!"