She holds for dear life to the ends of the sleeves in her hands
Covering up lies that she wrote with a razor sharp pen
And the sting of the blade is no match for the pain
of the loneliness that she's going through, but we've all been there too
Covering up lies that she wrote with a razor sharp pen
And the sting of the blade is no match for the pain
of the loneliness that she's going through, but we've all been there too
Praise God, we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds and they soften our hearts
They remind us of where we have been
But not who we are
So praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds and they soften our hearts
They remind us of where we have been
But not who we are
So praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
You can still see the mark on his hand
Where there once was a ring
He watched decades of history dissolve when she wanted to leave
And the hole that it left there
Inside of his chest is a canyon a thousand miles deep
We all know how that feels
Where there once was a ring
He watched decades of history dissolve when she wanted to leave
And the hole that it left there
Inside of his chest is a canyon a thousand miles deep
We all know how that feels
Praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds, and they soften our hearts
They remind us that where we have been
But not who we are
So praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds, and they soften our hearts
They remind us that where we have been
But not who we are
So praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
There once was a king who so burdened with grief
Walked into death so that we could find peace
He rose up with scars on His hands and His feet
by them we are healed, by them we are healed
Walked into death so that we could find peace
He rose up with scars on His hands and His feet
by them we are healed, by them we are healed
So praise God we don't have to hide scars
Yeah we know his are covering ours
Praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds and they soften our hearts
They remind us of where we have been But not who we are
So praise God, praise God
Oh, praise God, praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
Yeah we know his are covering ours
Praise God we don't have to hide scars
They just strengthen our wounds and they soften our hearts
They remind us of where we have been But not who we are
So praise God, praise God
Oh, praise God, praise God, praise God we don't have to hide scars
Hello, I stumbled across your blog last night... and I stayed up all night reading it, beginning to end..
ReplyDeleteI guess mostly, this will probably sound weird, but... I'm insanely jealous of how loved you are and what an amazing support system you have. I've been self harming since I was 14. I'm 21 now. And nobody knows. I wish the song was right about not having to hide scars, but I have too many. I haven't worn short sleeves since I was 16.
I'd give anything for just one person to tell me they loved me, and to hug me. I don't even need a hug. An arm around the shoulder would suffice. Hell, I'd take a comforting pat. Anything at all. From just one person. And you have so many. So, so many who love you so much and let you know all the time. Thank God for how loved you are.
I think he's forgotten about me.
I dont know who either of you are, but I know you are a child of God, as am I, and you are thus my brothers/sisters in him. So I love you. I, too, am fourteen, and have struggled with abuse, depression, bulimia, self injury, etc. I can understand pain and so I will pray for you. I care about you. And I dont care what anybody says. You are both beautiful, loved, and worth it. And when you have everything to frown about, SMILE because I and GOD love you. People write off people like us as "attention seekers" and a littany of other things. But in all reality, we are not flight risks. We have been the ones going when the going got tough. we are strong. We have been through more than most can imagine. Only the weak fall, but we are still here. We...we are still standing.
DeleteHey, I am very sorry to hear about your situation and I was in tears when I read this. I want to tell you that even though I don't know you, that I care and love you so much and that I will be praying and hoping things get better. You are special and I feel that way sometimes. I really have no friends, my family is not really encouraging, and I struggle with my relationship with God and I feel so alone and I still do. I also struggle with cutting and I just recently was cutting myself when I heard Jonny Diaz Scars on the radio. I hate myself and I look back and say that I've done nothing with my life. However, I struggle more with suicide and have thought about it multiple times. I am 14 right now, the age that you said you started cutting and I just want you to know that I care. I REALLY DO CARE and im sure that if I met you, I would say the same thing. There is so much I want to say, but you are not alone. I'm struggling with same things you are struggling with. But please if you can get help and don't cut. And please know that I care and know that you are beautiful. Listen to this song and just keep hanging on. You WILL win this fight. There will be people that will come in your life who will love you!! You'll see! I wish nothing but the best for you and I have nothing but love for you.
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