Hotel.

I draw a hot bath, pouring generous amounts of bubble bath under the faucet.

I immerse myself slowly as the temperature of the water is a bit too hot.

White tub, white shower curtains,

White noise fan.

Speckled walls.

Sleepy eyelids closing.

I want to stay here and dream.

The water is getting chilly

And the faucet is dripping ice cold drops on my toes,

Reminding me this is no fairytale.

The fan is singing to me

And no one is asking me questions now.

I will stay just a little longer.

Linger just a little longer.

Linger just a little longer

As tears trickle

Down my skin eventually mixing with the bath water.

I will merely imagine

I am adrift in the ocean.