December 7, 2017
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Scars never go away, and neither do the memories.
They can fade or altar, but in the end they’re all the same.
The memories can be good or bad, happy or sad.
memories that make you want to run away or memories that make you want to stay.

I know that the pain won't stop, sometimes it makes me drop.
I’ve had friends to stay, and friends who went up,up,and away.
Some have scars here and there, some have scars everywhere.
They cry and cry, but I don't know why.

“People change” they say, then they all fade away.
Spirits crushed. Blood rushed.
When will it end, the pain, the suffering.
Every day my life is buffering.

Yesterday, today, every day...endless tears arise in your eyes.
Texts come in “Slit your wrists” they say “Kill yourself” they say.
When will it end you wonder sitting in a cold dark room.
Staying here or or meeting your inevitable doom.

Im scared, im sad, Im thinking “why is the world so bad.”
Then I remember all my friends, and I realize I'm glad.
I mean, I'm alive, I can live and thrive.
Scars never go away, and neither do the memories.

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