My wounded heart,
is broken again,
I take the pieces,
and try to pull them together again,
but they won't stay,
I'm done trying,
because I wanted to tell you,
but I couldn't,
Again and again,
I see the windows of my past,
opening,
the scars of that past,
they are reminded,
What joy I could have,
but lost again,
now,
I'm hiding,
once again,
to never,
feel again,
the loneliness is still there,
I can see myself,
the past,
and all of their scars.
