Or Guard My Heart

A familiar voice, a reaching hand,
A bridge to mend, across a wounded land.
But echoes linger, of pain and strife,
A question lingers, of a fragile life.

Should I forgive, and let the past unfold,
Or guard my heart, a story yet untold?
To trust again, or doubt the friend I knew,
A tangled web, where choices intertwine.

Can wounds be healed, or scars remain?
A heavy burden, a constant strain.
To reconcile, or walk away with pride,
A battle within, where answers do not abide.