Can't Get Clean

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Can't Get Clean

Can’t get Clean

Wash

My hands raw

Feel them crawling

Wash

My arms raw

In the shower

Washing for hours

Still feel dirty

Filthy

Wash

 My body raw

Looking at the monster

Reflection grotesque

Wash

My face off

Brittiany O’Neil ©2014

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

BrittKun’s Poems (60)

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Heart Hurts 0
Reflection 1
Flower 1
My Sun 0
Fragile Beauty 0
Dark whispers 0
Primal fear 0
Snow Angel 0
Can't Get Clean 0
Put My Gloves Away 0
Smoldering Flames 0
Cold here 0
Beauty Crumbles 0
Beastly Beauty 0
Untiled1 0
Untiled 0
Fire 0
You 0
Static Noise 0
Burn 1
Void Love 0
Black Heart 0
Stone 0
clouds 0
Rain Kisses 1
illusion of Wealth 0
re wrote The Reaper 0
The Mental Hospital 0
Elements 0
Who am I? 0
I can’t believe you’re gone 0
Haiku #3 3
Haiku #2 2
Haiku #1 2
Stripped 7
Mother Dear 6
Tissues 3
Mom 9
Peace 3
Falling 4
The clock is ticking 3
the river 15
Spotlight 5
Stromy Day 4
Lifeless 6
Alone 7
Numb 4
Bulimic 3
The place 5
Scarred 3
My Metropolis 3
My Hope 4
Why 2
The reaper 4
myth 4
I remember 5
The morning 3
Whispers 9
Feelings of love 3
Animalistic 4