What does it mean to heal?
Does it mean that it doesn't hurt anymore?
Your okay with it now?
Your moving on, looking forward?
Waiting for the sunset?
Or choosing to forget,
The hurtful twisted things life did to you?
It never happened.
Your past, non-existant.
Then you go to exhilarating quests,
Filled with *****, lust and opulence,
Well, they're supposed to be.
Just to fill that dark empty void.
But have you really forgotten,
Your dark, lonely, souless past?
Or do you just want to tell yourself,
You choose to believe,
After all, it never happened.
your past, non-existant.