PsychoRyouLovers

These scars will never heal These scars in my mind You can beat me as much as you please And rip open those old stupid scars on my body But the ones you put on my mind They will never heal You tell me lies You tell me what you think is best for me But they leave a scar And those scars will never heal There are scars on my heart For all the times you told me you loved me LIES Telling me you are just protecting me Telling me you love me so much Telling me that the world is out to hurt me These scars can't heal Ryou I love you more than anything But these lies are leaving scars on my heart You can hurt me all you want Those s

The first time I held a knife, I was twelve years old. To this day, I'm not quite sure what possessed me to do it. If my memory serves me correctly- which, nowadays, I honestly can't be sure it does- I didn't acquire the Millennium Ring from my father until around a year later. But somehow, when I felt the cold, metal object with the wooden handle, everything about it felt right. The way it so easily fit in my grasp as my fingers curled around it, it was as though the handle was custom made for me. As I ran my fingers over the sharp metal that made up the blade, my lips curled upwards. It was so strange, and as I was still a child, I couldn'