It’s strange looking out my eyes today.

The sky blue mixed with white and gray 

And, now, elucidates everything 

With a brighter hue.

It tints the world with new problems and possibilities.

Maybe it’s because I didn’t curl my hair,

Or because I didn’t wear eyeshadow 

Or mascara today.

I feel like I am looking everywhere,

And no one’s looking back at me.

I can see so clearly without the eyes

Of others staring.

I can see so clearly, now.

And this may be my last bath,

A formal baptism and repentance.

I take my towels down from the rack.

I hang my clothes on a peg in the wall

And rinse the tub one last time.

I’m watching my life 

Go down the drain,

And I fear I won’t be back.

What if I won’t be back again?

-jenn