I feel an itch

On my back

What is this

On my back

Nothing

Nothing is there 

Just the itch

I thought it was a hair 

What’s this pain

In my face

And my glands

They are blowing up 

All over the place 

Now a spot on my head

It’s red 

It burns

Wait

What’s this mess

On my face

Something isn’t right

It’s keeping me up at night 

It’s Shingles they say 

Give it about a month

Maybe the pain will go away

The burning

The stabbing

The crawling 

The throbbing 

The pain

I never knew existed 

Exists

Inside of me

On my nerves 

Where pain hits the deepest 

And surrounding my head

Where everything 

Can feel the weakest

The only choice

Is to recognize 

If you scratch the itch

You may get relief

But the creepy crawlers 

Are your nerves beneath 

The pain is strong

But so are you

This is something 

You have to fight through