Standing on the slippery floor,
Water falls gently, refreshing my core.

Tears merge with the cascading stream,
Crying as if untouched by love's redeem.

Bleeding, wounds unseen,
Knowing the pain won't be wiped clean.

Gazing at the crimson moon,
Through the window, curtains in a swoon.

Wondering if these aches will fade soon,
Echoes of heartache in the quiet room.

Silent whispers in the midnight air,
Longing for solace, a burden hard to bear.

Each drop of water, a rhythmic song,
Drowning sorrows, trying to stay strong.