wounds

Few wounds are in memories,

Who haunt you so badly

Who remind you that you are pathetic 

No matter how many years passed 

They still seems so fresh 

How far away you can go 

They walk along with you 

At time they seems healed bit,

Next moment it give you this much pain, as it feels like this scars is goona deeper day by day

But then we walk with scars 

Still painful, hauntful, 

But now we accept the scars 

No more running or crying 

It's just moving on