Turn the water on
Turn the lever til it's hot, it's hot
Step into the stream
And revel in the pain
I try to burn away your name
But it's stuck like a scar on me
It was alright to play in mud when we were young
But as we grow older
We ought to know better that mud comes from rain
We always thought we could run
From the monsters in the tub
But they drag us away
As the water runs downs the drain
Pick up the soap and cloth
Rub away until I'm rough and raw
What is it to be clean?
The dirt of reality
Seems to cause impurities
That stick like a scar to me
It was alright to play in mud when we were young
But as we grow older
We ought to know better that mud comes from rain
We always thought we could run
From the monsters in the tub
But they drag us away
As the water runs downs the drain
It's time to get out
Use the towel, wrap myself round
Dry off until I'm warm
No matter how tight I wind
Somehow the cold will find
Itself through the scars in my heart
About the Creator
Sadie Joy Black
“A life with love is a life that’s been lived.”
I’m just a girl with a lot of feelings that I let out through writing.
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