Cover up my deepest scar

Hiding the actual wound

Just temporary for a while

But yet the pain ensues


You make the pain go away a little

In those moments I temporarily forget

You are like a Band-Aid to my troubles

My alcohol that helps me forget


You stick with me so briefly

Yet in time you lose your place

You no longer cover the wound

And the pain again I must face


But should I just let time heal this wound

Or should I place another in place

For time is the only thing that heals wounds

Not the placement of the Band-Aid