Not Time, Jus Ink

They say time heals all wounds That's not how it works Some wounds need a doctor Mine needs a pen It's not one wound... But 3 August, September, December They refused to take turns They jus... Took Time never healed these wounds It's jus peels open the wounds And no doctor can heal it No medicine can seal it My pen... One of a kind It speaks louder than I Spills my thoughts onto paper My pen... My healer Time failed to heal my wounds Never had, never is and never will It's jus a stupid mechanism An absurd excuse we call healing​