The Urge

just a poem I wrote at 2 am when I couldn't sleep

It's a want

It's a need

A feeling

The urge

I'm split in two

One says "yes"

The other "never"

"Never again"

But that itch

I can't ignore

It's terrible

I want to

I feel it

But I know I can't

I swore it so

I can't break that

Though I want to; bad

An ache

A memory

The vision comes so easily

I remember the pain

Too much to bear

So I felt it then

The urge

Sooner or later

It goes away

But it always comes back

The itch

The need

To hurt

The urge

Author's Note

I specifically wrote this without actually naming the urge because I want the readers to try and figure it out. (It's not sex. ew)