Sitting in the dark
Picking scabs off old wounds
Just to make them bleed

Lest I break my heart
By healing them much too soon
And forget the lesson it brings

Let me hurt
Let me sting
Let me sink into remembering

Let me learn my lesson well
Heed the warning
In the making of scars
So in my future
I can avoid this hell

If I stay in this moment
I will never have fear to subdue
So I will linger in the torment
Old pain is better than new

Hearing whispers from the pain
Wisdom and truth
Are all that remain
And I will never forget them again

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Aug 17, 2014