Bathing with Shadows

I sit in the bath

and watch the playful reflections of the water

dance across the ceiling

upon entering the bath, my heart was heavy with the unknown

with the gravity of the troubles I hold on my shoulders

but as the water surrounded my aching body

I remembered to breathe

I remembered to take a step back

to listen to the sound of the circada song this autumn afternoon

to not be pulled into the lagoon of doom that I was spiralling towards

to not let those heavy lead limbs lead me to the darkest part of my mind

for I can be in control of the way I meet those demons

so today I had a bath with them, and sent them sailing

for I am destined to adorn brighter shores

and my future, as uncertain as it seems

is completely up to me

to the extent that I let it be.