The Itch

An itch that tears apart you from the inside, drives depression deep into your mind

An itch that is driven by insanity within yourself yet your mind drives itself off a cliff into insanity from this very itch

An itch that claws at your very core as conflicting voices, conflicting parties begin to war destroying each other and in turn yourself

An itch that turns your mind into a war zone with craters the size of New York leaving you dazed with nowhere to run

An itch which leads to nothing when you attempt to satisfy it 

An itch that never allows you to function

An itch which drowns you with confliction

An itch which slowly turns to a hum that grows louder as the days drag by

An itch that dictates your life and your own function as a human being.

An itch that can't be stopped and slowly leads you to unknown and remote thoughts

An itch that no man can understand and every man to shun

An itch which tears you apart inside as a smile hides the cracks within the aging and rusting soul

An itch that leads to sudden tears which trickle down your face when your alone and breakdowns as you toss and turn from the guilt you feel as the hum grows the loudest now that your isolated 

An itch that leads to midnight overdoses and midday attempts 

An itch only satisfied by the mercy of sickle of the reaper

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

Big fleas will cause such an itch but fleas can be eradicated with patience and with tenacity and with brains (except zombie fleas - they love brains)
Quite a piece here.

[midnight reaper]

Thank you so nuch

[midnight reaper]

Also the meaning of this poem is about procrastination (cause there is always an itch to do something but you never get to it) and mental issues cause there always there itching at you

[Tony Jordan]

Oh I got it.
I was being metaphorical. and (to a lesser extent) witty.

[midnight reaper]

Yeah I got that and I think it was pretty funny