Scars and wounds you've done to me
I'll never know if they will heal
All the pain I'm feeling
Will it go away, please...
Why did you did that to me?
Why didn't you believe me?
Leave me in misery,
Was that what you wanted for me?
Why am I in this agony?
In this hell we all live
Why can't you leave me in peace?
For what you've become, I'm sorry...
Feeling pain like no other,
Why do I feel this way?
Scars and wounds that bother
Im my heart, feels like I melt.
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I know what you all think, this is a lot to depressive :/ I was writing it one of those days I was completely alone and feeling completely shitty. Unfortunately, that day I had to buy a knife for woodshop, and even thought I was really close to doing it, I decided to write this instead of doing it. I think this is way better than what I was going to do. To bad nobody likes English or painful poetry where I live XD
[FOX OF BLOOD] 