its black , and
i cannot sleep
obsessions
that can't be destroyed
the time right for confessions
that can't be ignored
apologies
for delving
too deep
always troubles me
wounds
seemingly spent forever trying to
stitch up , but
still scratching and scratching
slow and fast
that itch
that sometimes i wonder why it exists
scars
fresh and old
stops / stars on my map
reminders of where i've been
and if needed
without asking...no one
how to go there , again
and again
its black , and
i cannot sleep
obsessions
that can't be destroyed
the time right for confessions
that can't be ignored
apologies
for delving
too deep
always troubles me
wounds
seemingly spent forever trying to
stitch up , but
still scratching and scratching
slow and fast
that itch
that sometimes i wonder why it exists
scars
fresh and old
stops / stars on my map
reminders of where i've been
and if needed
without asking...no one
how to go there , again
and again