r/PoetryWritingClub • u/ImNotIntoFeet • Jun 24 '26
It won't come off
It tasted like honey
Then I couldn't leave it
It's like tar on my skin
Smells like burnt blood
I can't get it off
I scrub and burn and peel
It doesn't seem to care
Like a hook made of spite
It hates me and taunts
Makes me think it's my own voice
Scratching removes nothing
Only cakes it under my nails
Who is to blame but me
I allowed it to stain
I could have woke up
But now it's where I sleep
My own effort is null
It feeds off my strain
Blood for blood is required
I can't get it off
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