The sensation of
peeling skin
is one of
comfort and horror.

It's like
wrapping yourself
in a blanket
after a
stressful day.

It’s calming.
Relaxing.

But it’s also
skin being torn
from your scalp,
your chest,
your back,
your neck,
your face.

Little ****** flakes of
“why did I do this”
and
“what’s wrong with me”.

But the soothing action
draws you back in.
Again.
And again.

Digging holes
into your scalp,
your chest,
your back,
your neck,
your face

with nails
you never knew
were this
sharp.