(desenterrando)

wounds that once seemed fixed
now feel again like unhealed scars,
and what was once starcrossed
now is not even near the stars.

promises once left unspoken
are now broken; i know that they are!
and the word is soft, it has good intention,
but it can not mend the heart.

so i say never, never again:
and it’s my best decision so far.
’cause all forms of life that were so pure
now are tainted – filthy they are.

now, your turn!