My scars are too deep to ever heal.
With pain that I refuse to reveal.
All my life left alone in the dark.
My scars leave the deepest mark.
My scars still haunt me in the night.
Lost in the dark without any light.
And this life is too much of a fee.
My scars left me too blinded to see.
My scars are too much to bare.
Back and fourth, here and there.
The razor digs hard into my skin.
My scars are proof of human sin.
My scars have a story to be told.
Those little secrets of mine unfold.
Memories awaken from the past.
My scars are bloody, bleeding fast.
My scars are a replacement for tears.
Feelings I've kept for many years.
That show I am not here anymore.
My scars leave me lying on the floor.
My scars help me,screaming inside.
The burning pain I cannot hide.
Cuts and bruises do make it worse.
My scars are proof I am cursed.
My scars are the anger in my face.
Feeling nothing but empty space.
The pain takes over without a word.
My scars are screams that are unheard.
My scars portray a burning pain.
A silent walk down memory lane.
Where I can feel all the blood shed.
My scars are proof I should be dead.
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