Scars
The taste is bitter and lonely on my tongue
Having to experience such pain so young
And while my hearts throbbing
Sobbing, sobbing
Was it a lie, I doubt it
Either way I hope hes happy about it
I thought I was being clever and cunning
Running, running
Away from the hurt
Away from the sting
Away from every phrase, touch or thing
Aching, aching
Another scar on my punctured heart
Too many wounds from the start
But God is breathing down my neck
Healing, healing
And the marks of hurt begin to fade
This feeling Id never trade
I have a new heart with a new soul
Getting over you is my goal
And through it all
Through the piercing thorn
My living healers are there when I am torn
Comforting, consoling
My pain is rolling
Away
In replace is confidence
This scratch will not stay
Here's what I wrote about this poem on my dA the other night:
Tonight was very, very hard.
I needed to vent.
I'd rather not go into detail, but it was almost like getting rejected.
But what this poem is about is not about the pain.
It's not about the other scar I've gained (haha, I dind't mean for that to rhyme).
What it's about is not the effect it immediately had
Leaving the taste of a stinging hurt
What this poem's really REALLY about is that in my time of need
My friends were there to catch my fall and lower me safely to the ground.
And so was God.
And God healed my heart for the upteenth time from all the scars I've recieved over the years (in church, we do this alot) and it feels better. I actually don't feel as much pain and hurt.
This is one of my poems I hope you actually did/do read, because it is very important to me that no matter what you're going through, there are people around you who know you are worthy and who love you. They will help you rise back to your feet and continue a happy, healthy life.
Thank yous to my friends and God. <33
Ily.
So yeah. I've discovered it probably WAS a lie ( the thing i was upset about) so I'm happy now :D But I was upset enough to write a decent poem! x3