Scraped Out

Lately, I’ve had this feeling of being hollow. Like I have some echoing space between my shoulders that just got scraped out. It’s raw, and it hurts a little bit, and I’m not sure what was there before, or what’s going to fill it now.

But I think it’s good.

It’s the kind of hurt from when you’ve clipped your nails too far back but they’re starting to grow again. The kind of itchy-ache from skin healing over and bones knitting back together.

It’s the scraped out that means starting again. The scraped out that means space for new things to grow.

Right now it echoes, but it means that I can fill it with the sounds I want to hear.

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