The past is paid for. The wounds may leave scars, But the scars are only there to remind us that We are human. Everyone has scars. ~T.D. Jakes Demons from a haunted past Oh, how they love to sit and laugh At all of your tiny mistakes In the darkness, they sit and wait For your will to crumble and break Your pure soul they want to take To a darkened, hated place Where your life, you will forsake So now, with nothing left to hold onto This simple imperfect life is through. ~Me