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