Interrupted Healing

Finally, finally moving on from all your fucked up memoriesSomehow, somewhere I stumble & I fallAnd all the hard work goes to wasteHere comes the triggerI hate you againI donโ€™t trust againHow can I love againI analyze itI try to healI think I doAnd it just comes backTo haunt meTo fuck shit up againTo weaken…

Wounded Heart

I’ve gotten permanent scares from things you said shouldn’t hurt me. I have bullet wound holes in my heart. I would never survive the surgery. I could bleed out. My right chamber has mostly “accidents”. The late nights you didn’t mean to leave me unwanted. Neglected to entertain everyone else. Yet it seems to continue-…