Hidden Scabs

What do you say, when there is nothing left to say.
What do you say, when it doesn't matter anymore.
My heart, reaches out to you, crying for love lost,
Upon bitter shores.
But that isn't really true is it?
For Love never was,
I am just a band-aid for you,
A way to keep you from seeing what is real
A way to help you hide from you.
It is time to show your scabs...