today i saw a thing,
something that caught my eye
i was shuffling down the sidewalk
as
c o n f u s e d
as could be,
when I saw a dull like flower
just.. staring up at me.
this flower had been abused,
fooled by its own love
it had been brutally stepped on and bruised from some careless person "above."
and you may find this funny, but maybe you'll understand
but i*  *heard  that flower

when i speak its words, i speak them for a few
some harmful things in life just don't make sense
**and i can only hope this flower's story can help you.

To throw someone a rope
inscribed with the words
time heals all wounds
is the cruelest of jokes.

The words wrap around us
like a time glass noose
strangling the chance of healing
as it pushes complacency
into our throats the same as
misplaced sentiments of sorrow
lodge under ours tears where
they cannot escape.

No.
Time most certainly does not
heal all wounds.

On the contrary,
time is the biggest advocate
of learning to live
with the pain.