The Pain Of...

The Pain Of...

It sits fresh
On your mind
Like the cut
On your
Arm

The sting
Still stings
And even if
It stopped
You can still
Feel it
When you look

To not think
About it
Is
So hard

Like trying
Not to
Pick
The scab

Because
It'll scar
Scar tissue

Leaving
A lasting
Impression
On your
Mind

So let it
Heal
Don't touch
Don't think
About it

And slowly
It'll heal
Things will
Get better