Scars

Today morning I woke up with different marks of violence on my skin. None of them bled, none of them hurt, but they were there to tell me something. Now I remember that they are the marks of the day you left my side. I know I've healed, I know I've forgiven. Why do they still hurt? Every scar reminds me of my wrongdoing, every scar reminds me of how much I cried. I remember I was a prisoner of my despair I tried to escape and I was captured by the fear Remorse and guilt were in charge of all my torture And so I got these scars, the day I left here. Now I'm a kind of voodoo of guilt with needles in my body that won't let me live. It's not easy to sleep, it's not easy to breathe let me go my way and free my mind I spent everything I am to be with you But I couldn't handle it just me I don't wanna be like this, set me free and be free, let all my scars disappear Every scar reminds me of my wrongdoing, every scar reminds me of how much I cried. I don't wanna go on with this damnation I remember I was a prisoner of my despair I tried to escape and I was captured by the fear Remorse and guilt were in charge of all my torture And so I got these scars, the day you left me I'm no longer a prisoner of my despair I'll never be captive to my fears anymore Remorse and guilt will no longer be a part of me I don't want any more of your scars