Gone Cold

The pain has grown old,
So excuse me if I come off cold, 
It's been far too long,
Trying to make sense, 
of what went wrong.
And a love that is long gone.
I'm happy it's gone,
But the scars still show,
And tear open from time to time,
Trying to reveal the wounds,
That were once mine.
I take a bandage of faith,
And a pill of hope,
To feel a bit of comfort,
And a way to cope.