Scars

The scars are healing
new ones are being made
the thought of being alone forever
it makes me so afraid

i need someone to hold me
tell me everythings alright
never willing to let go
always holding on tight.

i can’t stand the empiness
its a constant fear
making the problems going away
by drinking another beer

every night i lay awake
thinking where my life is going
my tears make the ocean
and now.. its overflowing.

if i could tell you
all my stories and pain
you’d be shocked
i haven’t gone insane

the stress is piling up
almost above my head
i wanted to kill myself
but i changed my mind instead

layigng shivering in the dark
starring at the stars
glancing back down
wondering how many scars