Unhealed

He came to me in a time of need

…or so I thought and felt indeed.

A time of sadness mixed with a little lonely

I thought I would be his “one and only”

I wasn’t though, for this you shall see

I wasn’t enough, or at least that was my decree

I couldn’t have changed its failure or events

My mental health weaved me into lives I wished to prevent

I had always been aloof, barely held afloat in my life

‘Til I met him and thought I found a cure to my strife

A permanent love that would never fail me or hurt

Until the day I found my heart lying in the dirt

I chose a different faraway instead of an end

It was a battle my heart was not strong enough to contend

As he walked away it cracked and inside it peeled

To be frank, it’s still not healed.