ANOTHER DOOR OPENED

Sighing with great satisfaction,

I lay my nude body into the warm tub of water

With so much comfort all my worries drain away

All my stress and distress melts away like butter

The water swirls around my fingers, toes, and around every part of me

Soothing all muscles that have become so tense with the day’s work

Soothing all my pains, all the way down to my heart

Even the cuts and burns from my hard work even seem to end

I completely forget the world

I forget the people that let my glass heart fall off such a high shelf

With me trapped inside to fall all the way to the bottom

Well, I know that the end was near then

But with this soothing warmth of water surround me

I could be at peace

I could forget for the little bit I got

Slowly, I close my eyes and picture nothing

Nothing

Nothing at all, blank blackness

As if I’m floating in a dark empty space

With no floors, no gravity to hold me down

Nothing

With Frank Sinatra playing softly in the background

Keeping me in reality

 So, why not tonight,

Why not?

Should I even keep this routine up

I know once I get out, the world will be waiting for me

Beyond the door of the bathroom

Waiting to consume me again

And leave me to feel such despair

So, perhaps,

“One last relaxing bath” I whisper to myself

And with that I let go of life itself

 “Why did no one say that death would be so beautiful?”

I whisper to myself as I stare into that red water

Opening that one last door that keeps the warm water out

Closing my eyes at this, I let that darkness be my reality

Floating there with the utmost comfort

Forever

Never ending warmth

And now I don’t even have to awake and open that door to the world

No more will it open

No more will my heart be burned like a million forests

That door has been closed

And another has been opened.

 

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Its difficult to kow what to say to that. It started out so warm and relaxing. The pains and stesses of the day eaasing away but then the gradual realization and shock of where you were going with the poem. What hurt has brought you to this? Or do you write of another?
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