Healing hands

What I thought about at work today.

They say time heals,
time heals what exactly.
When my heart was broken,
there was no wound on my skin.

No, time makes us slowly forget,
that's not something I want to do.
So if healing means forgetting ,
then I'm happy staying broken for you.

Author's Note

It's only short, it's only rough, it's only a thought I wanted to share.

Reviews

[bookworm0812]

Very nice. It was a very short poem, but it still had a very big effect on the way the reader has to think about the way heartbreak feels and what time really means when it's 'healing' people. I'm glad you sent me a read request. This was very good, and I look forward to reading more of your writing.

[Kiara Auddino]

Wow! This small poem was few words but very significant. It packs a punch. There is not a way to word this any better. It was fantastic.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Time is a unit of measurement...
its the hard truth of letting go...
that's the part no one likes...

there does not have to be a wound on the outside to notice there is an aorta ready to rupture on the inside...at any given moment...a heart is broken into 4 parts...take what you have left of the 3...if this is your 4th one...the aorta is going to bleed out...and you problems are quite over...

[acidmonkey]

Very good, the length doesn't matter in my mind it is the words you put into it that matter.

[Jackson H. Harley]

Love it, a more interesting way to look at heartbrake, great piece :)