BathA Poem by SydneyI was enjoying the warmth after a long day, and felt inspired.
As I lay
In total silence Dead still in the burning water I watched the wick slowly disappear as a brilliant blue color surrounds it. Sipping my Which was once grapes I slowly pour more in my half empty glass Fading from my mind Memories dimming And life just Relaxes. I alternate legs Taking turns outside In the coldness Watching the vapor arise from my skin. Here, I find my peace. I lift my head and ask the ceiling, "Can I lay here, until death due us part?"
© 2019 SydneyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSydneySavannah, GAAboutI am a student who just likes to write to have a release from emotion. It helps me escape from the world I live in and gives me a way to ease my mind. Writing helps me understand my own feelings and g.. more..Writing
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