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Dermatillomania

Am I a freak? 
I pick my skin until I bleed
It brings me peace and comfort 
Google says it’s my mental health or OCD 
It goes away for weeks, but when it comes back I have to feed 

My fingers just pick my skin without notice 
Now my thumbs look atrocious 
I’m an addict minus the drugs and liquor 
Now I’m officially a bloodsucker because of this disorder
I need to sleep 
But I don’t stop until I feel the need 
Can they tell? 
I just picked my skin until I bleed

They ask “What happen to your thumb?”
And I turn numb 
This is embarrassing 
Enough is enough 
Sadly I wish that’s all I could say to make this stop

If I’m sad or upset
I would pick my skin until I need to rest
What’s wrong with me?
I think I need help

Back when I was unemployed and depressed
I picked my skin to ease the stress
But it got so bad I couldn’t walk with sense 
Yea it’s official 
I need help

Nowadays it’s not as bad
But I still keep a box of bandaids on hand 
I wish this disorder was fake or a fantasy   
Unfortunately, it’s my reality 
I think it’s because of my anxiety 
I try to stop but it’s like trying not to pee as soon as you wake up 
I need help with my sobriety

Copyright © Phylicia Demeritte

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