What if there was no moving on?
Once in our hearts and never gone?
What if the hurt was forever?
We always haunt our every endeavor?
The tears only ever seconds
from falling.
Our hearts moved one minute
and the next stalling.
What if that ******* song
must always be avoided?
And no matter how hard you try
you always feel exploited?
That bar open to the public
but forever closed to you?
And it always hurts too much to open
up and let in someone new?
What if, once we get broken,
we never get to be complete again?
What, seriously, what are we supposed
to do then?
Would we work harder?
Fight longer?
Or would we be more careful
with the words we say?
More open to seeing things
the other way?
Or would we lock ourselves away?
Why bother trying if it always
ends the same ******* way?
Better to lock ourselves behind
doors another day.
Better to be alone
than torn open and left on display.