Wash It Away

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: 'The Odd Ones'
Because I can't ever write happy things about my life.

Submitted: June 02, 2016

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Submitted: June 02, 2016



I turned on the water, the freezing liquid running through my licquorice black hair like ice.

Why do I feel like this? Isn't our mind supposed to be on our side?

I curl up in foetal position, letting the cold water run down my face.

Is this how it's going to be for the rest of my life? I'm scared.

I can hear my heartbeat in my ears start to get louder, the cold starting to sting.

I can barely even recognise myself anymore. Where's that happy person, always smiling and telling stupid jokes to make others laugh?

My breath starts to quicken, my sight bluring, the walls start to close in.

Maybe I can't ever be that person again. Maybe I'll always be this self-destructive mess of a person.

I screw my eyes shut, panting and wheezing, feeling so trapped in my cold prison.

Until I get up,

Change the water to hot,

And wash it all away.

Labby: Yeah, sometimes, I deliberately get all the panic out of the day by having a cold shower. Cold showers...give me very small panic attacks, enough that I can still (barely) reign in my mind. Once I want to stop, I change the water to hot and wash all the troubles out. I know, weird right? Also, if you've been missing these cinnamon rolls:

Panda: Hey ^_^

Yasmin: Hello.

Willow: Hey there ^_^

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