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Jun 2016
The lavender scent
Of the soft white bubbles
Fills the small bathroom
Calming my thoughts

The hot water
Turns my tan skin pink
I can feel my heart racing
In response to the heat

Just like my body soaks
In this painfully warm water,
My mind soaks
In the painfully warm memories
That include us both

I scrub
And scrub
And scrub
Begging to be rid of your handprint
Your invisible mark
That you have left
On my delicate skin

I want to be clean
Do me the favor
And leave my body
Leave my mind
Leave my soul
Because it is time
I move on

The dirt that taints
My clear, foamy water
Is a reminder
Of how you have tainted my mind,
My perception of the world.
Oh, how I will never be the same...
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