Shower Thoughts

by Dannica Mitchell

I lie flat on the bathtub floor, 

steaming hot water raining down on me. 

I feel nothing. 

My mind is filled with anxious thoughts, 

a cold, dark place. 

How did I get here? 

A normal girl suddenly turned anxious. 

That’s the thing about life. 

One minute you’re flying, 

the next you’re falling. 

A misfortunate event. 

The devil on my shoulder, 

wants me to fail. 

My sweet angel, 

tells me to fight. 

A mind war. 

The water is getting cold now, 

I can’t get out. 

Perhaps I’ll lie here a bit longer, 

Thinking of a plan to win my war. 

How will I overcome my illness? 

A shower thought. 

Dannica Mitchell ‘24 is a psychology major. She has been writing poetry for a long time and is excited to have her work published!