Invisible Wound

Life is a matter of choice and not of chance
that's a saying i could always hear and see at glance
Seems like everyone has the ability of making their stories
And each time, i could remember all the
apologies

The scars that were left carved into my heart
that it makes me wanna tear all pieces apart
As i endure these pains that i ought to suffer
tell me, is this the result of my innocent blunder?

i longed to escape from this bitterness i could feel
we all couldn't see this but it's for real
we may not see the wound by our own naked eyes
but it hurts deeply as i unlock the uttered lies

i could see myself as a mere pathetic one
wishing all the trashes can possibly be gone
All what's wasted will never be as it is before
Yet I know life, is a gift and is worth living for

The cure for this wound can be found nowhere
i am tired enough searching for it everywhere
To depend on time is all i could do now
"Time heals all wounds", can i believe somehow?

Answers were never meant for my uncertainty
Its obvious that it is really my necessity
for the wound of mine is quite invisible
but it makes my life so vulnerable

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[katchoopeia]

Your writing is great! Very inspirational. Charing. Nosebleed!!! Dami mo pala tula. :))