🔵 By Charles Summers. Photo by lauragrafie.
These scars is not self inflicted, and this pain cannot be predicted,
old wounds re-opened for unforgivable offenses, so now my heart is behind protected fences,
dealing with people from a distance …
I’m emotionally running and hiding, detaching myself from everything on the outside,
you have to visualize the pain through my eyes, to see why I’m hurt on the inside,
and gave all I could and went as far as I’m willing to go, even though I’m hurt and refuse to even the score …
Switching sides I could’ve paid more attention to your stories full of inconsistencies but I had pure intentions and saw you as something different, put you on a pedestal I felt you deserved, but these scars you left cut to the nerve, time can’t heal these wounds they’re too badly bruised, and this is why I’m keeping my emotions on the move.