Bath

I slowly get in my bathtub and turn on the water.
Make sure it’s warm.
I then go ahead and grab my soap.

I wash it over my woes and try to cope.
I lightly scrub away all the pain.
So that I feel light,and not in vain.

Then I grab my shampoo,and I wash my mess of a hair.
So that it’s not obvious my woes are there.
I lightly scrub,carefully clean.

My throat dry as I don’t look at my screen.
I gently wipe away all of my woes and fears.
Keep the water running.

Keep the wheels turning.
And eventually,I’ll be squeaky clean.
I won’t feel any sadness.

No,I won’t feel any despair.
Negative emotions hopefully won’t even be there.
You wonder ,what’s in the soap?

How does it make you cope?
And that’s a question for sure.
The answer is,what is in the soap.

Is happiness,comfort that helps you cope.
That you develop as you grow.
You feel pain,woes.

When you stumble,feel pain and fall.
With your wounds still intact.
It doesn’t take long for emotions to lack.

You just carefully scrub it all.
And hopefully it’s clean after all.
Surely it would clean the surface,right?

But it won’t erase the emotion tight.
No,it may wash off the blood away.
But the memory,sadness might not go away.

Eventually,I may drown.
Turn my life upside down.
And hopefully it’s in the caring arms of the moon.

I feel a sense of glee very soon.
I hope the water won’t stain red.
Alas,I can’t predict the future.

Will he moon still glow?
I scrub with soap,water in my bathtub flow.
And emotions inside me grow.

Will the water shine and glow?
Or will trauma,red water flow?
I try my best to swim.

The monsters – for me to defeat and win.
But others say what I am is a sin.
Could you help me live and float?

Water,red color slowly develop.