How Time Forgot to Heal Me

He told me he had given me plenty of time

That I should have healed by now

That I should have learned to be fine

But I didn't really know how

For when I tried to suture the past

And leave it behind where it should lay

The bandages would never last

Leaving me raw on display

How could I heal from the former

When he was cutting me anew?

Hiding just around the corner

With damage I never knew

Creating new scars

Where old ones laid open

I kept reaching for the stars

While I was drowning in his ocean

Filling my wounds with his salt

So I would keep descending

Telling me it's all my fault

That the pain was never ending

While he plunged his knife in more

And deeper into my soul

Leaving me as nothing but an open sore

So I could never be whole