The warm, numb feeling of water running over my fluttering eyelids.
I give up and close my eyes.
Mumblings of the song lyrics I'm listening to but can't quite remember.
My toes are circling the edge of the drain calming me.
As the music stops I automatically move my hands to smooth my hair back.
I lean back and watch the soft drips hit my fingers.
Can't stand to stand up.
YOU ARE READING
cover-ups and migraines
Poetry**** Started 24 March 2020 **** Random rants and poems I guarantee you need ;) °Someday we'll all be gone. So please don't bore me with you bullshit. >.<° I'd really appreciate if you read my book (^^) 🏳️🌈🌺🌸😊😘
