its black , and

i cannot sleep

obsessions

that can't be destroyed

the time right for confessions

that can't be ignored

apologies

for delving

too deep

always troubles me

wounds

seemingly spent forever trying to

stitch up , but

still scratching and scratching

slow and fast

that itch

that sometimes i wonder why it exists

scars

fresh and old

stops / stars on my map

reminders of where i've been

and if needed

without asking...no one

how to go there , again

and again

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