There's spiders crawling up my back They walk beneath my skin Following my veins as tracks If I give in to the itch and scratch, They'll only go deeper down it seems In a whack-a-mole, I'll never win There's no cut to end the scene A T virus living within me Too young for this vaccine.
There's a dagger digging in my side Giving a twist every five minutes or so As hard as I've tried, I can't remove it For a few weeks then I guess it resides I don't know if they can tell me Why I always throw dice and end up With such luck of drawing snake eyes But they seem to be on the slither Scaling quickly up and down my spine
There's a room that's been spinning a bit, A headache for days that just won't quit, I'm losing focus and maybe you noticed But I'm trying hard not to throw a fit. I'm anxious and truly I don't wish to mingle, I'm twenty - six and I have the shingles And my roof is leaking a bit.
It crawls underneath your skin. Distracts you from your friends from your life. You can’t help but scratch it. Your friends try to stop you. They pull your hands away the skin on your wrist, arms, and legs, are already red from your nails they don’t want your skin like paper to tear. They don’t want to see your blood drip out like paint off a brush. You can’t help it that itch is so demanding it demands to be scratched no matter where it travels to. Your wrist becomes bright red with marks from your nails. Your legs have red splotches over them from digging your nails into your skin harder to itch through your jeans. Your arms have red splotches traveling up them and under the sleeve of your shirt. Your face is sensitive from your nails digging into it so often. You can’t win! The itch doesn’t go away no matter how long you scratch. It drives you insane. It won’t leave, I’m going insane. The itch is so persistent! I think I might need some calamine lotion… Maybe some Benadryl...
I don't know what the deal is but I just keep getting really itchy. Like I am right now and it just travels around my body. It's horrible and driving me insane and I don't end up thinking about it and end up digging at whatever part of my body itches especially if it s my wrist. It was bothering my best friend that I just kept digging at my skin so she kept hitting and pulling my hands away from my skin. I'm just so itchy its terrible!
It was 4am and Bill bit me My two arms soar and itchy, I awoke in discomfort which quickly turned into anxiety and anger Scratching to ease my pain which temporary ceased Thoughts of my life, work and my insecurities burned to my attention ******* Bill! I sighed, he's awaked my anxieties too early Seething now, feeling redder and redder I wondered why Bill didn't let me be Id had enough and got up to apply some lotion Slowly my pain began to soothe and I drifted away Awake now at 9am Somewhat calmer, my insecurities still present but other thoughts present too I ponder on what lotions I can use