The reminders of regrets

Scars. People have scars, all over them, in all different places. Their like little secret maps, of someone’s personal life, the little roads that get covered up by clothing or makeup. Like the back roads of the country that no one ever knows about. These are the diagrams of old wounds that have big stories behind them. Most of these wounds heal in due course and leave us with these tiny indents known as scars. Yet some of them don’t. some wounds, we carry with us everywhere, even though the cut is long gone, the pain, the memories, the accident, still lies with us, and lingers.
What’s worse, whether it be those new cuts, those horribly painful ones or merely the old wound, which should have healed and disappeared years ago. We all know that one wound that never really did heal, because we never let it rest, and heal on its own, those ones that maybe should teach us something. There normally the wounds that remind us where we’ve been, what were overcome, and what we should avoid the ones we think we shouldn’t forget about. So we rely on these old wounds to stick with us to remind us not to do that silly thing again. Well we hope that, we think that it will stick around to help us. That’s what we like to think anyway; but most of the time, in reality of things, no matter how much we look at the wound, we normally forget the meaning, and usually end up learning that same mistake over and over again.