So Many Looks But My Eyes Stay The Same Focused On You

So many looks but my eyes stay the same focused on you

Eczema

The itch I have, yet can not scratch

For if I scratch the itch

It will lead to a series of uncontrollable scratching

Allowing me to glitch and open wounds

With no cognizant mind....

That I'm actually hurting myself

Followed by self-loathing as to why did I just do that

Opening wounds after would all to satisfy the 10min bliss of a

Itch..

That wanted to be scratched.

Similar to sex... That most can't deny...

They wonder why did I just do that.?

Cause 10minutes of bliss can fill the void of a father that left for bread and milk and...

His still coming back..

10minutes can make an empty vessel feel whole

10minutes of destruction could help uncover a foundation

10minutes does help a hole feel whole but 10min.

Is all I have to allow myself to self inflict and further no more

Cause 10minutes is all I have look over myself and clean my wounds.

10minutes is what he said it would it take..

For him to come home

10minutes is all I get to scratch the itch I got..

#poetry #creativewriting

Brown eyes, brown skin... During this time you have love how brown you are cause you are powerful

This

My eyes always my mouth piece for things my lips won't say..

Vivid dreams that make you want to scream...

There's a little girl..she mimics my temperament,

I find some sentiment in the Inner me thats still with me.

And here I thought I'm like I tree and you've left me,I've left you to be free.

Afraid of the change,little girl I won't abandoned you like a wicked mage..and you bound to the cage of your childhood trauma

Magic drew me and then threw me when somewhere In my spirit you said let me go

let go..

A shadow form..in reality I'm in a heat storm.

Night sweats pull me close in this realm where you a ghost..haunted stained and I wake up with the pain..that I haven't let you go..

So as I dream may you know I'm with you..holding your hand.

Altho it's just a dream

May it be serene.