The most exhilarating part of a shower is when you change the temperature right before you get out.
Scene Queens song comes on,
you're just about done anyways.Are you Tired? starts to play,
and along with the beat.you turn the tap straight to cold.
Head submerged immediately,
unable to hear the first verse.You pull back to breathe and the chorus is playing right through.
this sense of purpose flowing through your veins.but not totally sane, this sense of confidences holds you up on your feet as you hear 'rock abye lylabye..' Head submerged again and at the same time she hears 'baby are you wired?' blocking her ears with water to block out reality.
'hush little baby dont you cry, dont you cry.'
i breathe in as I pull my head back, spitting out water, wiping my eyes.
I exhale, the song ends on 'are you tired?'
You hear the band slowly end the song.
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A Journey Past Our Solar System: Poetry of a Borderline
PoetryA Journey Past Our Solar System is mostly confessional poetry of my life in the few last years, structures of a dysfunctional family, in the middle of dealing with mental illness. A tragedy in the making of my brain turning into coal, ready to burn...