I know why we do it
there are all different reasons
for some it is the blood
for some it is the release
for some they just like the pain
it’s the only pain they can control
for others it is the sense of being in control
but for me it is the scars
those are what I crave
for they are permanent
something one can never take away
never
they will always be with me
I will never be alone
they will always tell me stories
stories of my pain
the pain of my life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You definatly have a way with words. This was perfect, it explained everything.