itching

bittersweet

the itch will come back

like it has been for years

as winter develops 

and spring to arrive 

ill feel the itching return 

I can try and push the thought away 

but one day ill gaze upon every sharp object in the room

and my wrists will throb 

and sigh 

and sob

because they'll know the itching has returned. 

  • Author: bittersweet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 5th, 2022 19:56
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