Stitches

I've stitched up my broken heart

But still the threads remain

For even though the cut is mended

The pain stays bright and clear

No one understands

They see a healing wound

But behind the crusted scab

A swollen heart still bleeds

Reviews

[Windsong]

Aw sis, I know how you feel. Really I do. Can you imagine how I felt when I stepped into that door and saw her, and knew you were only a few paces away??
Poor Smokey. She will always be in our hearts.