The painful reminders of my past are clearly visible on my skin,
Memories of the hell i lived through back when.
Ugly marks of scars on my wrist, the knives I look at make me reminisce.
the pain i went through a long time ago, the reminders of the mistakes i made still show.
so once again i put the blade down because the scars of my past will forever last reminding me that i want the ugliness of the scars to end.
