Dear Sylvia,
Showers wash all the dirt
But they can't wash the hurt
They can't rinse away your sain
But only if they rinsed away the pain
Soap to clean the skin
But the dirts way to deep in
Hot water pounds my body
Like my life, leaving it all soggy
A closed room that contains heat
I give up and face defeat
Knobs turning controlling the water
Like my mom controlling my access to a father
Shampoo and conditioner
Make me feel dependent like a prisoner
Water droplets fall like tears
To all these emotions I was never a volunteer
The shower goes off and your now "clean"
But to only not feel like a queen
A couple of hours later when everythings at it's end
You'll have to do the showers all over again
By:Me
YOU ARE READING
Poems Of A Broken Heart
RomanceNever suspect the unexpected unless the unexpected expects you. You can't just becom a poet. You have be born a poet. You can't just go around loving somebody. Your soul has to love them.
