Summer Of Rain
written by fiercest_calm


how many showers can a person take a day?
i washed away his rage with tears
and hot, melting, protective downpour.
i sat there in my white tiled body sink,
letting the water scald me, scar me,
while i cried, and shaved every part
of my body that he touched.
every part.
my stomache still felt the ground beneath it,
scratching the skin.
my insides felt ripped open, violated.
i had lost my favorite song
i had lost myself in the pain

i cant deny the physical pleasure i had
until he pushed me over and hurt me
but i did deny him, and he did it anyways.

i dont know how to talk about it.
i dont know how to explain it.

maybe i'll just take another shower?


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