"... this pain inside."
These cuts that were once fresh
are now merely scars easily hidden.
They have healed and they do not hurt,
unlike the wounds within,
that never seem to get better,
that always stings and reminds me of
the past I so want to forget.
How can I ever move on,
when they keep holding me back,
how can I ever live a normal life,
when most of the time,
I wish for nothing else but to end
this suffering that I have.
are now merely scars easily hidden.
They have healed and they do not hurt,
unlike the wounds within,
that never seem to get better,
that always stings and reminds me of
the past I so want to forget.
How can I ever move on,
when they keep holding me back,
how can I ever live a normal life,
when most of the time,
I wish for nothing else but to end
this suffering that I have.
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