Some pain doesn't really heal; you just get used to carrying it every day, and you go on with your life with it. Sometimes, I don't really believe that time heals. I dont believe that the pain I carry inside my chest will ever disappear. Perhaps there are some kinds of wounds that will forever be engraved in my skin. There are kinds of pain that will build a home within my soul. Or, in other words, some pain will forever be part of me, and I have no choice but to carry it. I lost count of all the times that I get hurt and end up being paralyzed with pain. Well, I cant change the fact that there are some wounds that heal at the right time, but there are still wounds that nothing can ever heal-and I wear them every day as it I were not who I am today without them. I've learned to live with it, and I carry its stories and lessons deep in my heart. At some moments, it still hurts. It might not be visible anymore after many years of dealing with it, but it's still there, and it aches on my darkest days. People say that it still hurts me because I dont heal it, but I don't think that they will understand. It's not something that I wanted. I guess some are just fortunate enough to never experience the kind of pain that stays for a lifetime, but those like me will always try our best to survive and get used to that feeling as we live with the pain that we've been carrying for a long time.