Scars...
Scars…
My soul is full off scars
My mind is full off doubt
My heart is full off sadness
I am broken inside
My inside has been tormented by people I loved
They have broken my heart so many times
And it has never healed
And it never will be
The pain will always be a part off me
I’ve learned to live with that
But other people haven’t
They expect me to get back on the “horse”
But I can’t
I’m afraid to get hurt again
And I know it will come to that
That’s just the story off my life
My soul is full off scars
My mind is full off doubt
My heart is full off sadness
I am broken inside
My inside has been tormented by people I loved
They have broken my heart so many times
And it has never healed
And it never will be
The pain will always be a part off me
I’ve learned to live with that
But other people haven’t
They expect me to get back on the “horse”
But I can’t
I’m afraid to get hurt again
And I know it will come to that
That’s just the story off my life
Reacties op dit gedicht
| little fly: | Woensdag, juni 03, 2009 16:49 |
| Ik denk dat er had moeten staan of en niet off want dat is uit:p maar heel mooi gedaan | |
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| Auteur: troubled_soul | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 april 2007 | ||
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