I wanna fight
I wanna push
I wanna heel
I want these scars to fade
I want them to disapear
Scars that shine so bright
Scars that never fail
Scars that show my life.
They llie on my hand
just like a tattoo.
There for my life
a souveniar i cant forget
cuts so deep,
watching them burn each night
unreconisable Tales
telling one each day
one seems to change
two seem to change
a tale becomes a life,
but then they look down at your hand.
I wanna fight
I wanna push
I wanna heel
I want these scars to fade
I want them to disapear
Scars that shine so bright
Scars that never fail
Scars that show my life.
An echo of the past
lies to be shown,
a blur of insperation
that will never let go
it likes to be the only one
never to be alone,
its everything i dont want
shines
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some significant things to think over from that. Honestly expressing the conflict and some drivers. A tad ambiguous round the middle maybe but then again it's past midnight so might be me... Ta.