I Have a Scar On My Heart
Scars. That is. On my heart. Even though the heart is just an organ and has no vital feelings for such a thing. But it clearly does hurt when someone hurts you. And badly. So much that it traumatizes you, that you will never forget, and never quite understand, as to, why they did this to you.
Why did they hurt you so?
Why did they betray you?
Why did they do what they did?
Was it all a lie to begin with? a sick joke played by a foul little depraved mind?. Or was it simply because they had no feeling in the first place for you. Once you get the answer. You wished you never asked. But is'nt that life?. To experience things just so we can get the slap of cold reality in the face?. We obviously are not living in a fairy tale world. That's a fact.
But once someone hurts you, so much, that you want to tear your heart out from your chest and give it to someone else. That's when you wish you did live in that fairy tale world.