It all started with a wave of over indulged emotions crashing into me.
I feel it resting in my heart, gut and throat.
I'm afraid I'm drowning,
what's worse is I'm afraid I like it.
Allow me to organize this demented confusion of mine.
I need water.
A shower allows me to cleanse my worries down the drain,
as for a bath I sit in them,
and let the water gently skim my bark.
Slowly peeling away every layer of pain.
You've allowed me to trust again,
you've allowed me to see there is good in people,
you've opened my eyes,
you are incredible.
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