take a walk into my room, not so humble abode, where i break, where i mend, where it starts over again. where the circle connects.
take a walk into my bathroom, where i cope, where i hold back the tears and greet someone i've been terrified of the past three years.
but today i said hello.
i said, hello.
back in my room. as im taking off my bracelet i'm ripping off the bandages. a not so clean craft, but it's been a while.
but it's been a while.
the shower, where i come out stained but quickly wiped clean, bare but unashamed. but as unsurpassed as i remove my stains, i can't seem to wash you away.
i can't seem to wash you away.