Deep wounds surround me
And i can't help it
But to play with them
When its almost healed
I play with it again
And it opens up deep again
Until it forms a scar
Which wont go away
Carved deep to remind me of the pain
I should have let it healed
But im addicted
To my wounds and the pain
And i let it stay
When it should have already disappeared
~H.R
YOU ARE READING
In the middle of dark
PoetryA series of words i write at night... My pure thoughts when i stare out in the darkness ✌... I hope you like them all... And if you can relate to my poems.. then welcome to the club..
