In The Shower

The Poet's Tree

I let my tears fall in the shower.

Because no one knows or hears,

the muffled sobs against running water.

As fadeless old memories revisit me,

I wonder:

What I have done to the world,

that warrants me slander?

Bitterness swells in my heart

and I can take it no longer.

The floodgates open,

And I cry in the shower.

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yaymel
#1
Chapter 1: I liked the first poem, keep going! (: