Scar's

You have a wound form a long long past a memory floods through trying to block it but it passe's.

Memory's from a bad past but now you've say you have changed boy how thats so true but you have scars to prove it.

You've stopped and are proud to get help and rid of it you still do somethings but not as bad and only sometimes.

You cry yourself to sleep cause you know what you've done but stopped you say you're better and can beat this.

Buts so many things have happened its hard to forget so you look at your arms and stare at them.

As its some sort of disease and cant be cured so stop think and try to lay of the crank you're life is better if you look and see.

So come to me and you'll be pain free for scars are erased and heaven is a peaceful place.