Wash away the pain

Hot shower
The scalding water beats down on my back
Breaking and burning

Hot shower
The scalding water beats down on my back
Breaking and burning
Hot and brings pain
The pain takes me away
Pain that makes me forget
Not thinking about the illness you caused
Not sick but ill since my brain can’t comply
Don’t under stand why
Or what I ever did to you
Dont understand
So confused

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By Holdmetightdeath

I'm a young female considered by so many gothic, i just like the way i look in dark colors. Yeah i actually bought a t shirt that said poser on it because i was sick of being ridiculed at school, i give up to easily, but if i hadn't just said, yeah okay im a poser, some people would have died and thats not so good for the goth image sicne the whole columbine thing, and they weren't gothic by the way anyways im babbling, if you want to hear more pathetic dribble look for my soon to be comming poetry entrys or just find out where im at and become a stalker.