The water drips out of the faucet hot and harsh. Condensation covers the mirror, droplets sliding down the mirror onto the bathroom counter. I never fancied showers, they made me uncomfortable and left me alone with thoughts that scared me frequently. Always having to look over my should to make sure there is not a killer standing behind me, always making sure I get soap in my eyes.
The shower burns my skin as a slipped inside, the water making my skin crawl, thinking of the ways to drown in a shower. It's not like I would ever kill myself, it's just the thoughts that get to me, that poisons my mind, making me spoiled goods. I would never hope for anything else though, for hope is the master of deception. Always tricking you into falling into an abyss of self loathing. The thoughts are driving me mad, I jump out of the shower, wet and broken. But does anyone notice, but does anyone care?
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But Does Anyone Notice, But Does Anyone Care.
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