The Wounded Heart

Have you ever been hurt by the one you loved

Piercing pain as though a knife has been shoved

Deep into the heart reaching the soul

“Oh why, oh why, will I ever be whole?”

Then slowly, with a sorry and kisses you begin to heal

“Really, my love, I didn't mean the sorrow I caused you to feel”

The wound slowly closes leaving a small scar

It is small, outwardly the skin it does not mar

Life goes on and all is well again

“My love, my life, my very best friend”

The sun is shining the moon glows

Children are born, the family grows

Isn't  it sad the little signs you ignore

You want to be loved by the one you adore

An insult here, a little put down there

Little lies to yourself, “For me, my love really does care”

It is only their childhood pain that makes them this way

“Yes, with my love, they will get better each day”

A knife deep in the heart reaching the soul

“Oh why, oh why, will I ever be whole?”

The wound starts to open, the little scar begins to bleed

It is not so small anymore, a sorry and kisses will not heal it's need

Have you ever been hurt by the one you loved

Piercing pain as though a knife has been shoved

For some it is betrayal, addiction, or physical abuse

What about the children, around their necks you have allowed a noose

To choke out their innocence and assassinate their joy

Look at the faces of your little girl or boy

Is this the life you want for them

Hoping and praying your bleeding heart will heal when?

Without intervention sought by BOTH of you

This bleeding scar will not heal, this fact is true

When you choose to ignore that first inflicted pain

Thinking they really love me and will never do the same

Remember your future children and their hearts that could bleed

If you make poor choices to fill your own need

Have you ever been hurt by the one you loved

Piercing pain as though a knife has been shoved

Deep in our hearts reaching our soul

“Oh why, oh why, will we ever be whole?”