I cut a few months back...
hoping
wishing
for my pain
for my mistakesfor my faults
to fade away
to never return
to never be remembered
but the open wound-
brings more pain
brings more worries
brings more memories
ones I hoped i'd never remember
the scars on my skin
were for nothing
over time they faded
but the memories
they stayed
they demand not to fade again
-E.G.
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Poetrythis story is for anyone who wanta to read it... it might be a trigger warning to some sensitive people. I'm sensitive. this is my life. it may spund like drama... but its all true. This is my life in the form of poems. Heart felt meaningful poems...
