A Wheel Runs By – Unhinged Poem

No matter what they say, not all pain heals over time, some of it never leaves your mind, some of it’s never over, the pain begins to define, it begins to take a shape of its own, birthing someone new at the end, someone you don’t recognise, not all pain is healed over time, not all pain is yours to find, because in the end, nothing heals, like the end of time, nothing heals, like the ending you decide to find