Time Heals All Wounds
Predictable advice, the only kind that’s ever given
I mean, is it true? Does time really heal all wounds?
Because my wounds are still covered in scabs,
Cracking around the edges
And I’m still waiting for time to come and save me,
But it hasn’t
How could it be true,
If time’s supposed to heal all wounds why haven’t mine healed yet?
By now;
My body should be covered in scars
And my bones;
Filled with bruises
But instead, my wounds are still gaping - fluently bleeding around the surface
So I guess it’s true, time hasn’t been in my favor
Nor on the darkest days, the friendliest neighbor
But time did teach me, the key to patience
And how to be my own savior
Time may not heal all wounds or even any at best,
But it can still teach you, how to accept
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