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Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Lands of prodding

Stepping into the bathroom his feet splat against the cold tile, taking a deep breath as he looked around the room it was like any other bathroom he had been too. The tile was white and the wallpaper tan, but had a tiny block pattern going around the whole room. Sighing in annoyance, it was so bland the colors closing his eyes he could still see what it looked like. Stepping further inside of the bathroom he began undressing, the mirror on the wall moved across the sink to the other side of the wall where the toilet sat. Sitting down on the lid of the toilet to take off his shirt exhausted from the day's errands. He sat for a moment having his shirt laying across his lap feeling the lid of the toilet slowly tilt to the side almost as if it were going to come off from him just sitting.


His eyes drifted from the door to the tub shower mix behind it, it had been so long since he had a bath. trying to think of the last time he had taken a bath in a bathtub and it wasn't a shower. He really couldn't think of the time, but it made him smile some to think of him laying down with the water just right and his body able to relax in the comfort of the tub. his body would be able to relax and not be so tense to be able to feel 'human' as they say. Gripping his knees as he leaned forward pushing himself up to his feet. Letting the shirt fall to the ground before lifting up a corner with his foot moving it to his shorts and letting it fall on top of them. The sound of the television being turned on from the outside made him blow air out his nose in aggravation, the sound cascaded through the thin wall of the bathroom hearing a video game being started up.


Ignoring it in his mind wanting to relax at least for a short while, reaching down to the three knobs above the tub turning on the hot water first at full blast. It's sound like a soft melody as his body tensed up slightly before relaxing knowing what was going to come for his aching body. Turning on the cold only slightly, then let the waters collide together in the tub as he stood up straight. Noticing the way the water looked as the tub was first being filled the darkness in the back of the tub then the swirling water that moved around like currents of the ocean. He could see them moving and swirling about mixing in together, 'bleach' he said to himself in his mind. There was bleach in the tub and it was coming back to life with the water that was being splashed in the tub.


The smell of bleach wasn't around just yet and it was alright. He let out a sigh waiting for the water to get up enough in the tub so he could slip in and get comfortable. Glancing at the mirror behind him noticing something upon his body that wasn't there before. Stepping back a little more and turning to his right side to find a bruise, lifting up his arm following the bruise across the side of his body. Lightly touching where it was the darkest flinching a little at his own effort but he began poking it with the tip of his finger. 'nothing' said aloud in his head before looking at his shoulder's seeing the bruises that were visible of the everyday. Before he went too in-depth of looking at himself, the water was at the right height for him to slip in as he stepped into the bathtub.


The heat from the water would sizzle against his skin slowly lowering himself down into the heated tub. His body was loosening already muscles relaxing as he sat there in the tub not moving but enjoying the heat and massage of the water against his aching body. Glancing to the end of the tub at his feet then to the reflection of himself what he looked like. Staring at the reflection of himself the sound of small screams and chaotic noise was booming from the room outside of the bathroom. He ignored it for now, and stared at himself in disgust before turning away leaning his head to the wall behind his head. Grabbing the soap from the corner of the tub and began washing himself as he kept his sight from the reflection of himself.

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Unknown drough

Life is a puddle of mud, things happen either at the surface or in the deep. The sickness thrives through ones head and into their heart. The spikes of roses roll down their veins scratching along down until there is no more blood to bleed. What happens to you when you die is what happens when you live. Nothing changes the only thing that happens is your heart stops beating and you can't feel the pain that you've carried along the way with a smile. Cause nothing can break you only your own beasts make it so your blood runs more than you can give. Cause that's what you are born to do give until it hurts then when you filter through the pain you give even still no matter the cost. Things happen that's what we tell ourselves forgetting that we are no better than those we protect and give there is no middle ground only caskets with holes to drain out what's left to give even in death.