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We are the unfortunate patients, we can’t have true bed rest. Baby skin can’t appear at its best as pain blooms in every itch. Little bubbles whisper poison under the skin. We fumble with the bedside switch. We can’t shine outside. Histamine, cytokines rebel inside. Can’t sleep, the sleepy lamp cries at the bedside. Barely surviving battle wounds we never chose. Still, the world points them out, making our identity lose. Cruel scratches, a mess of red. Falling out of love with the skin inside our head. How much can baby skin endure? This world still has no cure. Maybe like the tiny root of depression, it never ends maybe it only becomes sure. Untold struggles become compassion. The beautified world is cruel. Here, battle marks hide, a trembling mess, insecure under long sleeves and dresses. Beauty, beauty secrets more than cuisine. Magic potions for skin, a new routine. Here, our battered skin can’t take those potions, your aesthetic, magical lotions. We choose to be normal just to lose the minimal. Eczema feels like a curse, dusted inside a world of magical books and looks. No cure, just flare-ups hatred, trapped and insecure.
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 12:11 AM UTC
Thesilentobserver
Eczema Nights
We are the unfortunate patients, we can’t have true bed rest. Baby skin can’t appear at its best as pain blooms in every itch. Little bubbles whisper poison under the skin. We fumble with the bedside switch. We can’t shine outside. Histamine, cytokines rebel inside. Can’t sleep, the sleepy lamp cries at the bedside. Barely surviving battle wounds we never chose. Still, the world points them out, making our identity lose. Cruel scratches, a mess of red. Falling out of love with the skin inside our head. How much can baby skin endure? This world still has no cure. Maybe like the tiny root of depression, it never ends maybe it only becomes sure. Untold struggles become compassion. The beautified world is cruel. Here, battle marks hide, a trembling mess, insecure under long sleeves and dresses. Beauty, beauty secrets more than cuisine. Magic potions for skin, a new routine. Here, our battered skin can’t take those potions, your aesthetic, magical lotions. We choose to be normal just to lose the minimal. Eczema feels like a curse, dusted inside a world of magical books and looks. No cure, just flare-ups hatred, trapped and insecure.
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Skin. Skin by definition is a thin layer of tissue forming a natural outer covering of the body. Skin is for people to tan, to clothe, apply make up to... to touch. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Mosquito bites. Mosquito bites by definition are the itchy bumps that appear after mosquitoes use their proboscis to puncture your skin and feed on your blood. Mosquito bites are for people to feel, to itch, to bleed, to scab and repeat. The entire cycle. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Summer. Summer by definition is the warmest season of the year. Summer is for t-shirts, shorts, exposure, swimming, tanning, skin, skin, skin, skin, skin. "It's Summer, put on some shorts." "It's Summer, why aren't you wearing a t-shirt?" "It's Summer, let's go swimming!" Summer is a time for these questions, these statements, these words to fester, to breed like muosquitos, to sting like the bite of a bug. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Dermatologist. A Dermatologist by definition is a doctor that treats diseases, in the widest sense, and some cosmetic problems of the skin, skin, skin, skin, skin. The Dermatologist tells me to use this and to use that. Lotions and potions, as my mother would say. Slather, rub, treat, swallow. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Skin care. Skin care by definition is the range of practices that support skin integrity, enhance its appearance and relieve skin conditions. Get up, shower, sterilizing soap, body oil, steroid cream, medicated lotion, drink water and repeat the process before bed. My daily cycle. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Seesaw. A Seesaw by definition is to change rapidly and repeatedly from one position, situation, or condition to another and back again. Seesaw, to push off the ground, into the air with a sense of victory and joy, only to fall hard to the ground with stinging ankles and sore calf's. This isn't a playground anymore. The Dermatologist says that if I don't get better, they'll have to put me on the pill. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. The Pill. The Pill is an oral treatment for my condition. My eczema. One pill every morning at seven AM with food and an entire glass of water. The risk associated with the pill- Osteoporosis,  Muscle weakness, Mood and Behavioral changes, Increase in chance of developing cataracts,  Stomach Ulcers and Liver Failure. One pill every morning at seven AM with food and an entire glass of water. The daily cycle. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab.... **** it. I would rather my liver fail and my bones go brittle then to be stared at on the street! "What is that?" "Are you okay?" "What's wrong with her?" "Is it contagious?" "Don't touch me!" I itch, my nails dragging over my scarred skin and pulling at wounds. I bleed, the welts that crack and leak drops from the red river that flows silently beneath my skin. I scab, leaving horrible lumps of ugly, hardened flesh to coat the once smooth area. I repeat.... Well, I don't want to repeat! I want to be able wear the clothes I want, to walk the streets with out the judging and questioning eyes of the passersby on me, to be held and touched by a significant other without the fear that their fingers will fall upon my skin and recoil in disgust! Without looking in the mirror and wondering when I can finally begin to love myself. I decided that today is the day! No more Itching! No more Bleeding! No more Scabs! It's time to break this god **** cycle.
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May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 9:12 PM UTC
Gxnnxr
Skin
Skin. Skin by definition is a thin layer of tissue forming a natural outer covering of the body. Skin is for people to tan, to clothe, apply make up to... to touch. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Mosquito bites. Mosquito bites by definition are the itchy bumps that appear after mosquitoes use their proboscis to puncture your skin and feed on your blood. Mosquito bites are for people to feel, to itch, to bleed, to scab and repeat. The entire cycle. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Summer. Summer by definition is the warmest season of the year. Summer is for t-shirts, shorts, exposure, swimming, tanning, skin, skin, skin, skin, skin. "It's Summer, put on some shorts." "It's Summer, why aren't you wearing a t-shirt?" "It's Summer, let's go swimming!" Summer is a time for these questions, these statements, these words to fester, to breed like muosquitos, to sting like the bite of a bug. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Dermatologist. A Dermatologist by definition is a doctor that treats diseases, in the widest sense, and some cosmetic problems of the skin, skin, skin, skin, skin. The Dermatologist tells me to use this and to use that. Lotions and potions, as my mother would say. Slather, rub, treat, swallow. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Skin care. Skin care by definition is the range of practices that support skin integrity, enhance its appearance and relieve skin conditions. Get up, shower, sterilizing soap, body oil, steroid cream, medicated lotion, drink water and repeat the process before bed. My daily cycle. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Seesaw. A Seesaw by definition is to change rapidly and repeatedly from one position, situation, or condition to another and back again. Seesaw, to push off the ground, into the air with a sense of victory and joy, only to fall hard to the ground with stinging ankles and sore calf's. This isn't a playground anymore. The Dermatologist says that if I don't get better, they'll have to put me on the pill. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. The Pill. The Pill is an oral treatment for my condition. My eczema. One pill every morning at seven AM with food and an entire glass of water. The risk associated with the pill- Osteoporosis,  Muscle weakness, Mood and Behavioral changes, Increase in chance of developing cataracts,  Stomach Ulcers and Liver Failure. One pill every morning at seven AM with food and an entire glass of water. The daily cycle. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab, repeat. Itch, bleed, scab.... **** it. I would rather my liver fail and my bones go brittle then to be stared at on the street! "What is that?" "Are you okay?" "What's wrong with her?" "Is it contagious?" "Don't touch me!" I itch, my nails dragging over my scarred skin and pulling at wounds. I bleed, the welts that crack and leak drops from the red river that flows silently beneath my skin. I scab, leaving horrible lumps of ugly, hardened flesh to coat the once smooth area. I repeat.... Well, I don't want to repeat! I want to be able wear the clothes I want, to walk the streets with out the judging and questioning eyes of the passersby on me, to be held and touched by a significant other without the fear that their fingers will fall upon my skin and recoil in disgust! Without looking in the mirror and wondering when I can finally begin to love myself. I decided that today is the day! No more Itching! No more Bleeding! No more Scabs! It's time to break this god **** cycle.
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