holes in the head

common it is,
to see hurt etched on the faces,
of the ones you loved,
the ones you cared for.
the broken trust,
the shattered belief.
yes we can run,
try to hide,
but i will never disappear.
hurt, it'll wait.
wait for you to show your face again,
then assault and overcome you.
one has to learn to hurt,
if he wants to survive in this world.
in a world of deceit and lies,
the quicker you let go,
the faster you move on,
the further you shall succeed.
friends are neccessary,
essential to the self.
but we should never cling on.
hang on to the past,
hoping it can be relived,
for it cant.
"man with the hardest heart, has the strongest heart".
live and let die.