Scar Tissue
Life is just a traffic jam, and I can't seem to get past my thoughts
So, many accidents my regrets get lost
Souls trying to fly without wings
Trying to retrace their steps
But no footprints are left behind
A weird feeling breezes through this ghost town of my mind
State the reason for your existence, I exclaimed
Wondering just where I was
The response whispered life lessons
Confused I asked lessons?
There is nothing here
The whisper replied exactly
You never learn you only push me back and erase me away
Causing the worst type of pain
A blank space
Then I understood
I never faced my problems
I only covered them up
Leaving a vacancy where the past should live
So, I could digest the pain and leave it behind instead of still getting caught up in old ish
Lesson learned to move into my wounds
p.s. I'm the student and the teacher...
Copyright © Roses Roses | Year Posted 2022
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