To Bathe in Peace Poem, by Anna Colette, at My poetic side

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.

Paul Bell December 4th, 2021 04:36
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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