Scars

Every time I see my eyes
in my reflection
Can't help but be disappointed
at who I am.

Every time I feel my skin
breaking on metal
It helps me be quiet
And quiet's where I need to be

Scars on my skin
scars on my heart
scars on my soul
reminding me of myself

Every time I feel alone
and left forgotten
I have to believe in something
like angels
to breathe

And every time I see
My pain
Beating in rhythm
I need to be silenced
In silence where I hide my fear

So just hold me
Wrap me in your arms
Don't let me fall again
Teach me
So I don't have to learn anything more from you

© Copyright Ravenheart

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Ravenheart

Geplaatst op

08-01-2012

Over dit gedicht

Everytime I go to sleep, I hope to never wake up again. And at the next morning, I'm always be disappointed.

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Cutting Depression Scars