An itch

It's that itch you get when you have stayed in one place to long.

That itch that usually starts off on the leg or on the arm and then spreads unto the whole body. You can scratch and scratch but you can never actually become satisfied. Actually scratching just makes it worse. Simply because when you start scratching it then spreads which causes you to scratch more. Then you get into a routine of scratching and you scratch without notice. This then leads to your skin being scratched off, but you will take no notice. Then you will scratch off all of your veins, but, because it's routine, you will not even flinch. Finally you will scratch off all of your arteries, and your major organs. Nothing will stop you because you will have just gotten into a routine.

This itch will remain and the more you scratch the deeper it will get. You can try to relieve yourself with lotions and oils but it won't help, because your itch will sink beneath your skin.

The way to get rid of an itch like this is to find out what is causing this itch. When you find the cause then you will find the cure. For some the cause is their desire for money and pleasure. For others it is a great adventure. For the rest it is direct personal happiness.

The cause to my itch is not complex.

Freedom.

That is all that I truly desire. To shatter the old mold that has imprisoned me for such a time, and to live a new born life. A life that is not concerned with such rules and regulations but a life that is artlessly formed by the first breath.

I want to fly away and breath.

Like a concrete angel reaching up for something that she will never fully grasp.