I sit in my tub to the point
Where I am weak and my heart is racing
Because the water is so damn hot
But I cannot cool it down
I lay my back in the water and then goes my head, sinking to the bottom
My face burns but oh it feels so good
I scream and decide to come back up
But I ponder if I should drown
Wash time it is, I grab the rough rag
And scrub hard enough so the skin
And shame is shedding off
I see it float around.
My cool tears run down my cheeks
Giving me a sense of relieve
From this heat. I drag my hands to
Clear my eyes and look at my reflection
I truly am just a clown.
Pull the plug and the water flows
Quickly down the drain,
along with the pain of another day.
I lay exposed In the empty tub
heart racing with a crooked smile
Wearing Red hot skin, full of sin
And my tilted crown.
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Poetry
PoesíaThese are all original poems that I wrote. I hope you enjoy reading them, and feel free to message me anytime!
