A Life Without You

A Series Of Poems

A Poem By: Martina Garcia

Shower Thoughts

now I sit on our shower floor

the water is so hot I cannot breathe.

I cannot tell if the water is dripping down my face or if it is my own tears, maybe both.

I scream about how I cannot handle this world

I hold my face as I realize how bad I am getting

I think about how Rupi shares how woman are powerful and can overcome anything, about how Neil welcomes his depression as a friend because it is simply apart of him, but when I write I share my loneliness.

I am nothing more than loneliness.

it has consumed every part of me.

this is not a suicide note

this is not a cry for help

this is simply a letter to the universe, to say I am not okay

to press pause on my life so I can catch up

they say being a writer is painful

but for once I would love to not ruin everything I touch

it makes my writing worth reading, but it tears me down each time


another poem, another person ruined, another shower full of tears