as i sit at the bottom of my shower
my tears mix with water
they are one
but they are not the same
how i wish i could take a brush
and scrub away the pain
as i sit at the bottom of my shower
i do sit-ups
because i'd rather be skinny than alive
as i sit at the bottom of my shower
i savour the sting
reminds me of last night
this morning
ten minutes ago
as i sit at the bottom of my shower
i claim it as my own
for the next hour
or rest of my life
as i sit at the bottom of my shower
i plug the drain
and let it overflow
the water is red,
but my mind is finally clear.
shower thoughts.
YOU ARE READING
floating.
Poesiaa collection of my thoughts taken from my journals. you are entering my mind. please read with an open heart n mind. enjoy.
