Scabs

LifeLike a dried scab

Itching to be set free

Promising healing

And so you scratch

Tearing at the evidence

Of pain

Only to discover

Healing hasn’t come yet

And now you’re left

Bleeding

Hoping that it will again

Become the scab

To stop the pain

And next time 

When all seems healed

Gone will be the pain

And all that’s left

Will be the scar

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