shower thoughts
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I alone am the voice inside my head
i'm my own alter ego
who wants myself dead
you are an ally
To who i am
an ally to someone
i wish I were not
in truth you will see
The reason people turn cold is because the body can no longer handle the fire constantly suffocating us from the inside.
We've learned the more you scream the more smoke invades our lungs, choking our voice.
Sitting in the shower makes you think.
The methodic falling of water forces you into your own head.
You feel the droplets slowly making your legs become tingly, almost numb,
It seems as though a cloud has permanently settled over my head
And my chest is burdened with a twenty pound weight that doesn't belong on my bones.
Emotionally, I'm dead.
How many impossible things are there before breakfast?
Is it five or seven?
Maybe even ten or eleven?
I used to know
So long ago,
Someone else will know, I trust
Water is relaxing
As I sit
In the shower
Nothing can compare
To the way
The water feels
like silk against
My skin
My hair
Shower Thoughts and Dream Knots
Shadow ships sailed across the walls and splashed into a ceiling speckled with galaxies,
yellow constellations swirling behind clenched eyelids,
