Nightmares remind you that the past is still here,
You want to destroy it but it remains there;
Some joyful and some painful memories persist,
but all this delima ends up in a mist.
Nothing clear,nothing defined
such is the commotion in your mind;
All these scars are wide open and such is it's pain,
that you are too scared to trust anyone again;
Scares that won't let you sleep at night,
Scares that you'll take with you all your life,
People say life heels the pain,
But these scars still remain;
No doubt that they make you strong,
But they hurt for too long;
Well,better would be to leave them behind,
but that's a labor of its own kind.