If things get real, promise to take me somewhere else
Limb by limb, tooth by tooth Tearing up inside of me Every day, every hour I wish that I was bullet proof.
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Some days, even the very thought of getting into the shower is a chore. And then there are those other times, when it is a refuge. When you need a timeout.
So you turn on the tap, and shut the world out as best you can manage. You stand under the running water, letting it envelope your face. You stand still as it drowns out everything else around you, till you hear nothing but the sound of gushing water in your ears. Underneath the cascading sheets of water, you are alone, but safe, if only for a moment. Safe from the world; safe from yourself. You think, if only I could remain here forever.
Then, a callous hint of reality pierces through your temporary sanctuary, and you reach for the tap, reminding of something called a 'water bill'.