What We Remmber

I sayWe all bleed red. We know this yet some times we wonder if we still bleed red. We forget it. Yet what we dont forget is the scares. The scars that fad with time but the scares we always see. Stiched shut. Scares that make us wish we rememberd that we do bleed red. Scars.
Just scars.

I say we dont live each day we servive. Servive to die anuther day