I step into the darkness in search of the light in front of me
I walk towards the hanging bulb dimly lighting a shower
I rip open the old curtain hanging upon rusty rings
Inside three walls and a rusty faucet below a showerhead
I strip off my filthy clothes and step into the shower
I reach towards the rusty faucet turning it slowly
Warm clear water begins to run through the showerhead
I stand at the back of the shower waiting…watching
Slowly closing my eyes I step into the raining water
Feeling the water run down my body, the filth slipping away
Running my fingers through my hair, feeling the pain wash away
I open my eyes looking upon the hanging bulb directly above me
I pull away from the water, releasing a long hard sob
I slam my fists against the wall over and over again
As the tears overcome my body, I fall to my knees
Into the collecting water full of the filth of my past being
Thrashing at the water, screaming, crying, hating
What have I become? What have I done? What is this pain?
I slam my fist into the walls over and over again
My knuckles begin to bleed dripping into the pooling scum
I rush to my feet slamming my body into the back wall
I look down upon the floor and more blood has begun to flow
My wrists bleed form the scars that have long past healed
The scars have reopened and begun to flush my poison, my hatred
I feel my body begin to tremble and shake with empty coldness
I walk forward into the warm water, letting it flow upon my body
Let my life be shed and a new be born within this darkened room
With only this one dim light to show me where I must begin
The pain slowly subsides as I wash away with raining water
I have finally come clean