Warrior

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It's so much easier to make the same mistakes
To wage a war upon myself
It's so much simpler to smile in your face
You wish that I were someone else

I'm so damn hurtful
But only to my own skin
I'm worth so much more
But I'll still draw blood again

And when will I let myself
go ­

And when will I push too far ­

And when will It be too late ­

And when will I stop opening the same
scars

It's barely past midnight
Red is all I see
A innocent girl who's shattered
A beautiful katatsrophe

But who will help her now
Cause she's still making the same
mistakes
But who will fight for her life
When she feels she's nothing but a
waste

And when does this war
End ­

Cause I still crave blades against my Skin

When I look into the
mirror

It's still a reflection I can't
withstand ­

Back at war again
Under your sleeve is the battlefield
A million casualties
Tallied are battles that have healed

Be a warrior
Scar tissue is tougher than regular skin
Be a warrior
Find your strength from within

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