This too... shall..

Oh well,
Everyone moves on,
Everything will come to pass,
You too will darling,
You will emerge,
bruised, scathed, hurt and betrayed.

Some say if it doesn't kill you,
it only makes you stronger.
I disagree,
It kills small parts of you,
the wounds and scars masks,
the old you and turns you into,
a new person,
for better or worse, i know not.

But that's the price you have to pay,
for putting your heart out,
handing it to one so unworthy of it,
sometimes so wrong,
you don't know where it ends, nor starts.

Be calm, don't lose your peace,
for this too shall pass.