BATH DREAM FANTASY SHOWER

Nude, naked, bare, unclothed
My skin to the chilled bathroom tiles
This is the morning’s birth
First new drops, renew me, flow

Outside, the music carries me in a trance
I am still inside alone
Tired eyes, eyelids shut close
Hold on tight, this is quite a ride

I’m standing here, you on the other end
Closer, nearer, your body warmer
Flesh to flesh, soul to soul
Two become one.

I cupped your breasts religiously
Your lips grazed my being
Legs widespread, hearts wide-open
Fingers intertwined, back and forth, we glide
Please do not let go of this dream embrace
I will offer eternity just for this intense moment
My mind is my only friend
Passions to gleaming, exploding fireworks
A desperate fantasy, its actuality is faint.

In my thoughts, you, your body, are my god.
Will this fantasy ever come to life?
If yes, can I pay the price?
Consequences, they will conquer and rise

You damned courage pushed me
All I wanted was a lie to shine its truth
That faithful night when I poured out my all
Yes, your ears they were open
My words, music to you forever
Luckily, you listened
However, tragically, I was murdered
Strangled by your unfair and selfish dialogues

Sorry for damaging a piece of you
Caused by actions rooted from a silent hurt
Truly, you should hear my sorry
But I deserve to possess your apology
The fluid of my wrong leaked down my thighs
The warmth I can feel, from my knees
to my far extending shank
On my feet, on the bathroom floor
In a circle it rushed, flushed down the drain

When will everything receive their dots?
It is time to get out
And open my vision back to reality
Rinse all these great thoughts

I made the bathroom moist full of sweat
I must confess I am weary of this
But whenever I step outside,
I thought I could forgive you,
then I see you, you are there.
Making me feel, showing me, that I’m a joke
Anger, they stir up all again,
Flashes of the light from the night you broke my heart,
I will be unstoppable in hating you
Devastating you, for devastating me

Forgiveness may not be ours today
But things are entitled to their death
Possible, this can be washed away
Sorry, give me time, not now, not today

After a long bath, water showered and all
We’ll be clothed by a new love
I’ll be clothed by it
Will move me here, beyond
Worthy of me, to whom I respectfully belong.

ANATOMY SPECIAL

What's next of my chosen field? Can I see tears, gallons and gallons of tear, after this semester? College has never been this challenging! Well, the challenge is a bit negative for me. I'm losing my grace with Anatomy!!! I only sleep for three and a half hours, read long puzzling books, study more after a long night of reading, and reviewing some more! AAAAAAAHHHHHHH... I don't want to fail this subject! Fail myself, my family, my friends, everyone!... I have to give all what I can give to Anatomy, if not, I'll walk out my university's gate with a big "loser" sign on my forehead! Sigh... low grades, my future, my life, evrything! All swivelling inside my left and right hemisphre of my brain which is a part of our cental nervous system.
Respect Nurses! They (we [if in the future I survive this course]) are slaves of humanity to serve and protect everyone's welfare! (See I'm a wacko now! Words coming out of my head... tss...) The higher level students said that Anatomy is just the door to a much harder life in Nursing. Oh, how I can picture it perfectly! Sometimes life can be so hard you just want to give up, do you feel me? More sighs.... If I'll fail Nursing here at my university... I don't want to transfer school, but I don't want to shift to another course... Oh God... Oh God...
I'll definitely out of this one if in the future I passed my sophomore year... and tell myself how I panicd over Ana.
Whatever!

BOOKS, BOOKS, BOOKS!!!

I've been reading novels now thanks to Fritzie and a bit from JT too!

I've read "Like Water for Chocolate" by Laura Esquivel.

Currently reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

And soon "The Notebook" by Nicholas Sparks.

And my school books which I hate/love.