Damn this feeling within you.
You can sense it begin to
conjure up all that you've been through
You say, "Let it go"...
You wish it were that simple.Memories from times long gone,
things you've wanted all along.
Somewhere everything went all wrong,
and now you find yourself all alone.Not alone..
you have
these experiences
you hold on to.They're scars,
telling stories
of everything
you've gone through.Foreshadowing
what you're
gonna do.
What are you gonna do?
The things about wounds, you see, is that a band-aid will stop the bleeding, but the scar will still be there. It might not hurt or anything anymore, but things will never be like they were.