It doesn’t feel the same. Am I okay?
The aches and pains keep on scabbing over like dozens of
overlays
Don’t force it, make it make sense.
I caught something I didn’t mean to catch.
It has scales white as designer shoes that are only meant to be looked upon rather than worn
It has teeth that bite but only to tear your insides.
It has skin that glistens but is rough to the touch.
So many things that you can glance at and want but
When you peel away the overlays
The aches and pains come back in gains
About the Creator
Aubrie Belle
A writer who excels in the overwhelming. My overwhelming is, LIFE. Poetry is an attribute to my life, so have it take affect in yours too.
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