Scars of the Past

The scars of the past they’ve  bled again

Ghosts of yesterday  keep whispering in my ear

 Why did i  let them come back in 

The blood soaked through and onto you 

This is not how it should have been 

Now I wish I could just disappear, place the blame somewhere not so near 

How do I look you in the face after how I acted and what took place 

I can’t peer into these mirrors- reflections of me and who I’ll never be

Now what’s left to do is block out thoughts of you

If I think it through what will I see but images of everything I didn’t ever want to see in me 

Blocking out these thoughts seems cruel to the nature of my broken mind 

I cant escape you, if only id been blind

Truth be told I never felt so bold, in the moments I had your hand to hold

I cant think clear knowing good bye may be so near 

Days and weeks add up to nothing one would think, but the moments in between they meant everything