I'm washing away these scars,
As I scrub all the hate from my heart.
These memories will become nothing,
As I lift myself up from this shallow grave.
Cause I'm not giving up.
I'll fight to feel the light.
You threw me away,
Buried me alive,
With your hateful words.
Always building,
and breaking the things closest.
So I'll learn to keep my distance.
I'm washing away these scars,
As I scrub all the hate from my heart.
Life is too long to stay down.
YOU ARE READING
These Scars
PoesíaPoems with kind of a love lost with a wistful voice longing for the best in life.
