My Sad Scarred Heart

With scars on my wrists and memories on my mind, I keep retracing all we did, within our time. The love, the cries, the empty promises and lies, The things I said I meant until the day I die. When you said you did, you had no intentions, When I said will you I gave all my attention. Now, I’ve been broken with no chance of mending, My heart is empty with no love left worth spending. So now here I am such a long time later, I know this one loves me, but it’s why I hate her. Unable of giving back, yet I’m still so resentful, Why have you made me this way? So incapable. Unavailable emotions from this sad scarred heart, Will I never be able to glue back all the parts?