Shattered Pain

March 26, 2009
By Janice Clawson BRONZE, Columbia, Missouri
Janice Clawson BRONZE, Columbia, Missouri
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I step into the steam filled tub,
letting the pouring water flow into my seams.
Down the drops flow,
like a filled glass with a crack.

I slow my breaths trying to hold in the pain,
but the crevice deepens,
and more liquid starts to part.

I take in a deep breath,
listening to my body creek,
and more cracks form.
The dripping becomes a stream.

My breath starts to shake.
Out everything goes,
in comes the cloth to hide the mess.
Trash goes the just broken glass.

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