I am all too familiar an acquaintance with the shower floor What once was my youthful escape from The tumultuous beasts lying just outside the Shower curtain My favorite hiding place in a den of demons Who were supposed to keep me safe Have become a cutthroat reminder of The soul reaching pain I’ve experienced Underneath the endless stream of steaming waterfall Where my piercing screams of agony rang out Once it sunk in that even the most convincing ruse of love could drown me And leave me washed ashore with nothing but anguish choking my lungs Where I had to watch helplessly as my contained ocean dotted with silky bubbles Was overtaken by a tidal wave of crimson That washed away a pure melody of laughter That I never had the privilege to make to my earshot A pint size smile that never crossed my gaze A love I will always carry but could never give What was once my sanctuary is now haunted with ghosts of grief My once sweet escape is now what I’ll forever wish to flee.
Probably the most raw poem I’ve written in a long time.