My aching heart
needs to explode
can't decide which water
today

Massage, pulse, mist, spray

Water pounds on
my face
hitting me,
making it red
the shower walls
evidence of pain
splashes of me
drip, i scream

pressure of water
creeping through pipes
drowns the noise
my cries, loud

massage works
best, it stings
as it hits
i step from the
shower, red
and swollen

beaten by water
punishment fit

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