Sep 2013
My Wrists,
My arms,
My legs,
All hold
My scars
From the past
I let,
Be today
My scars
Tell me
I'm nothing
They tell me
That the past is today,
In my world,
They will always be,
My scars.
My arms,
My legs,
All hold
My scars
From the past
I let,
Be today
My scars
Tell me
I'm nothing
They tell me
That the past is today,
In my world,
They will always be,
My scars.
I like to write sad sad poems...................so tell me what you think and don't forget to like...**
