scars in my hands

Emotional detachment

Maybe it’s all about that

And i have been wrong all the way through

Maybe i just don’t want any responsibilities

Of any kind

Walk lightly kid, i remind myself as I keep going

Maybe it is about the contraries

The things that hurt me the most

are the ones that shaped me the best

Maybe i can’t let go

Cause if i let go

I’m afraid it will all disappear

The effort, the pain, the struggle of becoming

Who i am

Who I left behind

The scars in my hands fading away

You, that moved the world around me

You, that showed me self-love through ruthless rage

And despicable hate

You, whom I loved for the way you hate

Broke through my ribcage like a guided missile,

Straight into my heart, ripping the love away

Deserted islands, all in distress

And I didn’t know then,

But he showed me the way

It was the love that I hold for his hate

That helped me found the love for myself

Destroyed, in pain

By hurting me the most, by hating me the best

Whipping with fury on to myself

again

You, that moved the world around me

Me, holding on so tight – refusing to forfeit

The only thing now holding me back is my revenge

My rage - that is my own cage

And as much I want to slip away

I can’t seem to forget the scars in my brains

Detached are my rails

Driving through the strains

Slow motion is what numbs the ache

Itching scars in my hands

That’s what makes me forget

That it was you

Who showed me the way

But I hope that one day

They will finally all fade away

So I can feel again