When I take a bath,
I lose my senses
I stare at nothingness
While the drip... drip of the faucet keeps me grounded
For I cannot close my eyes or I will drift away.
I dunk underwater, wishing to be surrounded by the warmth
And the tap... tap always sounds
I wonder where it comes from
Maybe it's my imagination,
So I quickly emerge and breathe heavily
I cannot take baths in peace
For my mind is far greater than any force.
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Author:
Anna Colette (
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Comments1
Sounds like your mind is in overdrive, and strangely enough, the relaxing bath that is supposed to help you has just added to the problem.
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