Some Wounds Never Heal
I observe the sway of the grass
In moments I'm feeling crass
An identity may be found at the rainbow
But how would I ever really know
Imprisoned by gnarled branches so strong
I wonder how it all went so very wrong
When I was young I believed in love
But now I know affection is cast off like a glove
And a heart full of love is destined for hurt
It's just another damned thing to subvert
I'm so terrified I'm going to go one and done
That I can no longer have any fun
My face has the pessimist's pallor
And in truth I exist without valor
Fear made my confidence disappear
And to my peers I must seem so very *****
If love truly is so fleeting
What was the point of our meeting
Memories swell in my heart
And each of my feelings is ripped apart
When a heart breaks it's not very fair
Because you take most of mine without a care
And I'm left with just a marginal little thing
That no longer has the ability to sing
When you're depressed and a man it seems nobody cares
And expressed feelings earn you only befuddled stares
And now in my heart chamber there is only a casket
Having blown my one and only gasket
So I just bend down and observe the grass
In moments I'm feeling crass
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