The scar


There is a place, in my heart

where a deep cut, has been made

without a knife, but a lot of power

that the force, also touched my soul.

it will never grow, and it will never heal

Sometimes things that have hurt your soul,

and have hurt your heart, well, you can not simply “just forget”

touched deeply, and I refuse to turn my head

and see the scar, that is in my heart.

I am, not blind.