I can never prove these scars to you
You have to trust me when i say their there
You tour me down
And then you build me up
For to long i faked like things were ok
Another sacrafise on your behalf
You tell me you can heal these scars
But im still bleeding
Cause you'll be the death of me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can never tell my ex that, even if it is true. You speak so true from the heart, even if your heart is nowhere to be found. I especially like the first two lines. I get what you're saying.