Guilt rolls
off my back
and trickles
down my spine
Emptying into
this river
of old gloom
When can I get
out of the pool?
My mind is all
wrinkled up
Too long
in scum
No time
to dry
Too much time
to cry
But no one sees
my tears
so why
Why am I
still sitting here
even near guily
It is not my friend
But wants to wear my skin
down
First wet
then wrinkled
unrecognizable
then thin
and you wipe it away
till people say
She wasn't even here
Stand up now
I shake my feet
walk out of the river
The river
The river of guilt
and shame
and chills from loneliness
The river so warm
when I was in it
As I look back
I see ice forming
And in my heart I form
a longing
for the warm sunshine
I do not miss that coldness
But I might fear my boldness
I will not go back
I cannot go back
I'll never go back
Never swim in a river that talks to you.
off my back
and trickles
down my spine
Emptying into
this river
of old gloom
When can I get
out of the pool?
My mind is all
wrinkled up
Too long
in scum
No time
to dry
Too much time
to cry
But no one sees
my tears
so why
Why am I
still sitting here
even near guily
It is not my friend
But wants to wear my skin
down
First wet
then wrinkled
unrecognizable
then thin
and you wipe it away
till people say
She wasn't even here
Stand up now
I shake my feet
walk out of the river
The river
The river of guilt
and shame
and chills from loneliness
The river so warm
when I was in it
As I look back
I see ice forming
And in my heart I form
a longing
for the warm sunshine
I do not miss that coldness
But I might fear my boldness
I will not go back
I cannot go back
I'll never go back
Never swim in a river that talks to you.