Fade out. Negation.

I wonder what's more bothersome... Fresh wounds that ache mercilessly or those old gray wounds that should have been healed long ago. Maybe some wounds  are not meant to heal. They're to remind you of the mistakes you made, of the mistakes that you were a part of. But even that isn't the worst part. The worst part is, there's no way out. There's no way you can fix it. All you can do, suffer, look at your scars and painfully bleed forever.