She sighed, and the long soft sound seemed to gain an echo as it hissed its way around the bathroom. She sank further into the warm soapy water and stared up at the skylight above. Huge raindrops splattered against the glass, obscuring the blue sky that had been there just a moment before. It mirrored her mood and her tears begin to flow, running silently down her cheeks to join the bubbles below.She longed for the days when her tears had been hot, stinging and burning as she sobbed and wailed. At least then there was passion, a sense of release, a notion of emptying herself of all the pent up feeling she struggled with.
Now the gentle tears just oozed from her, she felt nothing but the hot water she was laying in.
She looked down at her toes pressed against the hard white tub and gently nodded to herself. It seemed fitting in this white unfeeling room that she had painted her toenails black.
13 comments:
I'm sorry your lady doesn't feel anymore - although sometimes its a relief not to.
Is it the death of her marriage?
I do some of my very best crying in the bath. Wonderful Magpie.
great place to escape pain...
smart tale.
VERY WELL DONE INDEED! I found myself recognizing the after effects of experiencing too many emotions.
All of these wonderfully descriptive Magpies touting the therapeutic benefits of a long soak in the tub are making me wish for just that ~ a tub, I have a shower! Nice writing.
like water-hot tears can be therapeutic...
Powerful words expressing so much pain. Beautifully written.
Thats interesting, to wish for more passionate tears, the black toenails were a nice touch too, very funereal!
Well written!
oh so sad...so much to be read into your mag...makes me wish i knew just what troubled her heart....
my magpie
so sad, but so many of us have actually felt this pain...hope it is releived soon...bkm
good job portraying her emotions, we all have had deep pain like this at least once in our lives.
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