Sometimes when your mind gets exhausted of trying to divert your steps away from that lane, When you refuse to listen to the intuition of your soul and insist on giving your heart the control, Thats when your body intercedes, Thats when your body starts to speak. And maybe these scars are not souvenirs but caution signs that glow in the dark, Your body telling you of its limits, of the world it wishes to exist in. Maybe these blood stains and these scars are the U-turns for your life when that same pain calls you back. 900 views02:04
