the itch -HJ

The itch

Feb 4 2024

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Something  stirring in me

Somewhere  deep 

Hidden beneath the dull 

 despondent sadness, 

A piece of me 

That I've hidden away

A piece that aches for freedom 

For solace For solution 

Long have I ignored it

Suppressed 

My itch 

For escape 

But now the rawness

Is leaking through its cage

it is both survival that charges it outward

And the innate need to survive 

That pushes it so far in

No matter how hard I try

to give in to hate 

The itch

It spurs me onward

No matter what they do to me

No matter what has been done

The itch won't go away 

Not until 

It is scratched