Wednesday, September 28, 2011

This Itch

I have an itch
I cant tell how much it kills me.
I fight with it trying to hold my ground
I have an itch

Its not like a normal itch
like when you get a bug bite
or when you are wearing a casked
no it is a much worst.

Do you know why it is worst?
This itch can take control
and leads no where good.
It can become your worst habit
that you can never turn your back on.

This itch it fills good when
I give in
It burns and runs
people hate the truth of it
and the sight of it.

They ask how dare I?
and I laugh cause I cant hold a serious face
to save my life
I will tell them they don't understand
and that they are not the people that
really know me.
Cause those that do
would understand me better
and this itch and what it creates
once I cant stand it for a time
and have a peace of mind.

This itch, is my wound,
my weakness, the healed up scares .
This itch hurts more than anything
and is harder to get rid of

This is  my itch
This is my cruse
this is my bad part
This is my wound
and
This is my scares.

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