Time heals all wounds

Time heals all wounds they say
I wonder where did that lie start
Words that are meant to bring comfort
Do nothing but tear me apart

Time? How much time precisely
Today? Tomorrow? Next year?
At what exact time will this wound be healed
I need you to be crystal clear

I'm on day three seventy one and counting
And I still feel exactly the same
The same as I felt when I heard the news
I can't even speak his name

This so called wound is growing bigger each day
Nothing brings comfort for the pain
Time serves only as a reminder of what was
Each day I drown in this rain

Every morning I awake I have to remind myself
Of the fact that he's no longer here
I take a deep breath and brace for the tears
How much more of this can I bear

I hear what doesn't kill you makes you stronger
If that's true then I should be dead
Because I'm growing weaker everyday
Living is something that I've begun to dread

Don't tell me that time heals all wounds
And that it'll get better by and by
As far as I'm concerned time is an enemy
And that saying is simply a lie.