Scratched

When it comes to love ,

We humans at first, shower everything at it ,

Like there is nothing else that matters,

But , when we fail in love , gets hurt by it ,

All we do is scratch our wounds,

By going against everything that hurts ,

We see pain as our enemy,

Pain that kept us alive ,

That gave us the strength to bear the suffering,

Through which we came more closer to our essence within,

And still we see pain like a monster that needs to be kept away until needed again towards healing ourselves,

Like use it and throw away , when done with it ,

Becoming exactly as same as the one person that treated you like a garbage , while you being in love with,

Next step, we seek healing by hurting everyone around in the manner of hurting ourselves the most,

Becoming ruthless and cold,

Even when universe sends you the gift towards healing in the form of another person,

What we do with it,

Use them and hurt them in the coldest manner possible ,

All for what, a validation to yourself ,

That you have learn the means to play with emotions,

Like yours was once played by,

Is it worth to keep on scratching the old wounds by destroying yourself and everyone around you in the process of it,

Or

Accept the healing and embrace the grace that comes to you with open arms.