Battle Scars (Rewrite)
• Written by GraceAGoldilox
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I fight the pain with all my strength so why does it keep returning
Even though I keep living
even though I keep learning
the wheels in my head only keep turning
back over and over
same crap every time
I scream and I yell but I'm still stuck in this slime
the more I claw the more covered in grime
I'm becoming it
I'm to numb
theres no emotions to be found
no magic or potion will ever coxed me out
of this padded cell with no door
they've been to many wars
and drugs going in
nothings coming out
im in doubt that theres anything there anymore
that thought didn't used to scare me before
but so much has changed
from the old me I've become estranged
after depression normal life seems strange
every time I look at the wall I still feel the same
as i did than and the scars remain
all over my body in hard lumps
I cover them in long sleeves
bitch I'm over that hump
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I remember the feeling of spitting my veins open
the white bubble of flesh before my blood stared pouring
than how tough it was to stop it up
once it finally started
even though its all over I don't think I'm truly done
It should be fucking over relapsing is no fun
theres nowhere to run
So I just stay stuck in a rut
I still sometimes wanna stab myself in the gut
My rhymes still show this pain
my friends think I'm a nut case
but I know that there are other people who
feel and have felt the same pain
that I do
I know what their going through
If your one of them and your listening I know what your going through
take my hand baby
I know your not crazy
I know your not an attention whore I know your not lazy
I know how hard you cry because you think maybe
your alone in this world
through some fault of your own
for a long time that was only feeling I had known
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look at the demons facing you in the mirror
oh no, you scream, I know that you fear your
mind over anything cause its what put you hear
but once you conquer that than there is nothing left to fear
I don't know what that feels like cause I'm not yet there
I'm still a deformed rectangle, not yet square
but I can hold my head up high knowing I'm almost there
when I look for the strength to continue these battle scars stare
back at me
though they no longer bleed they'll never disappear
but now its time to focus on the wall thats right here
I've spent to much time with my back to it i fear
a wise man told me
that if I was about to hit that wall than to do it
he said to cock back and put my all into it
thanks, Slim, now I know that's what I needed to be doing
and when I come out the other side i know my scars will follow me through it
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GraceAGoldilox
Member since June 29 2015