THE HEALING PROCESS

My feelings are so true.

This pain I can't undo.

I don't blame you for leaving me.

Your love is so misleading. 

I was left for certain death, still I never died from it. 

Left to my own devices.

The illustrator of mental crisis. 

Scabs are ugly, but they help us heal. 

Scars are ugly, but they make us remember all the pain.

Scabs are ugly, but they help us heal.

Scars are ugly, salt the wound let’s bring back all the pain.

Pain… Lets bring back the pain. 

Fragments of your reflection.

Left on this broken mirror. 

Your affirmations run through my conscience every day. 

You're so cold still, you keep on coursing through my veins. 

Trapped in a torture chamber, stuck in your wicked ways. 

Scabs are ugly, but they help us heal. 

Scars are ugly, but they make us remember all the pain.

Scabs are ugly, but they help us heal.

Scars are ugly, salt the wound let’s bring back all the pain.