Crawl
Scream
The itch
of withdrawal is the pain of skin crawl
Needle
bites attacking the skin, screaming scratched raw
Hold your
mind telling yourself no
Intensified
evil call to destroy the crawl until the glow
You move
your hand to the most urgent shrieking attack
Trying
maybe crying the reach begins and there’s no going back
Initial
relief is the disguise of reality, as the mix between pain and brutality
So
scratch the hot needles as they bite with greater personality
Each one
the devil’s fork’s prong as the world around seems gone
Harder
and more the ferocity of tearing until raw is done
You know
the rising redness and soon the blood smiles
Listen to
your voice as the pain of a cutting knife riles
Clashing
emotions focused in a mind gone turbulent
The
reality of a psychological thrashing to stop, please stop this virulent
Resistance
all gone and shaking bloody mess
It stops
and calms down, until the next time like a regenerating abscess
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