Time Doesn't Heal

Time Doesn't Heal

A Poem by Becca Bishop

They told me time would heal

That forgiveness had appeal

Memories were unreal

But I still wait for time to heal

They told me what to feel

Tried to bring me up to heel

Said only they knew what was real

Yet I still wait for time to heal

They kept their truths concealed

Let me walk my dark ordeals

My shoulders once were steeled

When I'd wait for time to heal

Their secrets I'd reveal

And their words would I repeal

The terrible lie that they've unsealed:

When they told me time would heal

© 2013 Becca Bishop


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Nice words. Some pains become large motivating forces in a person's life. Pain eventually blunts, though, and mutates over time.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I have a poem that goes something like
sometimes time doesn't heal all wounds it just makes them fester and dance...
i read this super fast and it worked out cuz it sounded really good as i read it,,,even though it was super fast...CAFFEINE...wonderful poem, keep writing i'll keep reading.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Becca Bishop

11 Years Ago

AH! CALM DOWN OR YOU'RE GONNA GET ME ALL HYPED UP AND THEN WE'LL BOTH BE HYPED UP AND REALLY WACKO A.. read more
chandlerl

11 Years Ago

I wanna be hyper...but i cant cuz im sick =(...and broke two things that just don't add up to hyper... read more
Becca Bishop

11 Years Ago

Aww being sick is a bummer :P I'm laughing at you right now cause I just got over my cold >;) MWAHAH.. read more

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Added on January 12, 2013
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Tags: Time, healing, life, forgiveness, wounds, lies

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Becca Bishop
Becca Bishop

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