Peeling my scars

It felt like peeling my scars

No sense of relief

Anxiety-driven

My wounds have healed

But I wanted to feel

I wanted to feel a thing

I am calling your name

Wrap your limbs around me

I want your disease

I want your infection to carry me to my grave

And after all these years of buying time

Yours is still the name I wanted to hear

Pain

No sense of relief

Anxiety-driven

My wounds have healed

But I wanted to feel

I wanted to feel a thing

Pick up your feet

One more