Scabs

Scabs

They’ve been trying to heal.

                slowly

When I think about you, I

       scratch, scratch.

When I see you in my dreams,

              scratch, scratch.

Anytime I see a picture of you,

                     scratch, scratch, scratch.

  dried blood

Conversations with you make me

                          pick and pick at them.

If I hear that damn song,

                               pick.

                they hurt

If I saw you, they might bleed.

They would all open back up.

       again

They’ve been trying to heal.

…

Sparkle&Shine.

Rachel

@theglitterylife