Scars of the Past

Dusty roads, shadows in the night,

Echoes of a past that just won't light.

Trailer park memories linger in my mind,

Faded photographs, lost but never blind.

Driving through the alleys where the silence screams,

Every corner holds fragments of forgotten dreams.

That morning light shines like a double-edged knife,

It cuts so deep, wrapped in the chaos of life.

I can see her face, the tears in her eyes,

The world crumbled down under whispered lies.

Pain etched in the walls, every window a wound,

In the heart of despair, where hope's assumed.

But I’m rising from the ashes, breaking free,

No longer a prisoner of my history.

I’ll carry the scars, but I’ll chase the light,

From the darkness of yesterday, I’ll ignite.

Broke my heart feeling her mass fall down,

In a trailer that wore the weight of a crown.

Lessons learned in the fire, I endure,

Rebuilding my strength, every bruise makes me sure.

With every step I take, the shadows fade,

Whispers of the past, in the silence betrayed.

The echoes of a life I’m leaving behind,

Finding my way back, unshackled in my mind.

But I’m rising from the ashes, breaking free,

No longer a prisoner of my history.

I’ll carry the scars, but I’ll chase the light,

From the darkness of yesterday, I’ll ignite.

Yeah, they said to end it all, that I was lost,

But through the struggle, I have paid the cost.

I’m fiercely alive, though the wounds run deep,

From the ground of despair, my spirit won’t sleep.

So here’s to the journey, the battles we fought,

Every tear I cried, every battle I fought.

The trailer park’s whispers, they can’t hold my soul,

In the heart of the storm, I've learned to be whole.