Blood on the sheets – a poem about scratching at night

Blood on the sheets, aint no big surprise
Just come over here and I’ll show you some hives
Scratched all night long…
So I’ve got the blues for a while

I try not to scratch, but the itch is too great
You try to understand but I’m in a state
Yesterday’s gone
And now all I want is some rest

First you try to fight it
Try to really beat it
Suddenly you find you’re scratching
Tearing up a storm

When your deep inside it
Pleasure, pain, you can’t describe it
Nothing you can do or say
You’ve got to scratch that itch away
We all know the song

(To the song ‘Love on the Rocks’ by Neil Diamond)