Scars Tell a Story
Scars Tell a Story
I believe that scars tell a story. Everyone has scars, whether they are on the body or in the heart.
All scars tell a story. They tell a story of how they came to be and what they remind the people of whom have them. In order to understand and hear those stories, you have to be able to see what's hiding behind the smile and the pain hidden within the esys. Most people have pain they hide whether it be emotional or physical. When the pain goes it leaves a scar.
People express their pain in different ways, which is why some scars are visible and some are hidden. I see scars differently than most because I have many on my body and in my heart. Even though some of my scars tell more of my story than others, they all make up part of my full story.
I've faced a lot of hardship at an early age. They have all lead to the downward spiral I've been in for five years now. My physi
CrushesLeading me on, pulling me around
Pulling me up, high off the ground
Letting my perspective wander astray
Letting my focus drift away
Believing in things that could never be
Attention-seeking, hypnotizing me
Just when you think you've got it figured out
Just when you think you've found the one who is devout
It turns around and slaps you in the face
Screaming, laughing as you lose the race
Resulting in heartbreak, closure of the mind
Believing you won't discover another find
It's always an illusion, a trick in your head
To find who you 'love', then wish you were dead
My Problem Is...I've always been a friend of darkness..
Darkness have found me.. Found me pieces
Gazed into me with big cloudy black holes..
Embraced me with cold thorny shadows..
Unclothed me from my virginity..
Wrapped me with shabby layer of shame..
Took away all the pulse..
Wiped off what I thought I owned..
Sucked out all the sanity..
Licked me and numbed me..
Injected me with a rough touch of evil..
Flooded me with sickness..
Shaped me with hate..
Adorned me with sharp spikes..
Broke me down in deep silence..
Smothered me into the unknown..
Sunken in endless emptiness..
No escape no salvation..
No resort no hope..
Regret and remorse..
Grief and agony..
Pain and suffer..
Tears and scars..
Is what darkness gave to me...
Pain is ...So easy to say
you'll be fine
you have always been fine
how you could feel sad?
You have never been in car accident.
You have never lose a friend.
You have never been beaten up.
You have never been failure
You have never been disappointment.
You have never feel real pain.
You have always got what you want.
You have everything.
You are fine.
So stop moping and start smiling."
But what is this feeling in my chest?
Isn't this pain I feel?
Pain is not one big thing everyone has.
Pain is something, which everybody feel their own way.
Pain which might feel little to you, feels unbearable to me.
With weak smile I walk forward.
Nobody could ever understand
because my pain is my own.
but I only wish
that I could not have to carry it alone.
Dreaming of YouEvery night I dream of you
wishing upon a star
that you were here for real
Every night I lay in bed
a dream so wonderful
cause you are in it
I dream of being with you
to grow old together
a day never apart
only you are in my thoughts
A feeling so wonderful
it is in my heart
the love that grows
stronger each day
Every night I think of you
our love is for real
you are always here
I dream of happiness
being with you all the time
a dream so magical
that everything seem so real
you are here with me
keeping me safe
throughout the night
After all it is just a dream
but I promise you
that one day it will be real
So for now I will just dream
of seeing you in sight
cause some day it will happen
that you will be in my arms