Pain is what they gave
Smile is what I fake
Their words leaving scratches
Proud written on their faces
Tears hiding in my eyes
On the verge of losing in this game called life
Healing is what I need
Fadeaway is all I wish
They are slicing every part of my soul
Picking up the pieces and build my walls
Stay silent so they will stop
Mending my own wounded heart
Emptiness is so heavy
Crying in the dark is my habit lately
I want to give up but I can't
I want to fight and make it ends
Scratches became scars
I am strong enough to make it this far
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Scratches And Scars
Poetryscratches became scars I am strong enough to make it this far "collection of poetry"
