The Jabberwock

As I descend my head
and feel the waves of water rush below me
I feel as if my skin has never been clean before
I close my eyes and recognize
I am dirty
and ive never done this before

As the water slowly absorbs my hair
The water coldly lingering on my body
It drips down on me
Slowly covering every inch of me
washing away every part of me
That I thought was me

as I slowly lather the soap on me
I realize that I don’t recognize myself anymore
The idea of what I am is only fiction in my head
And what is stood in front of me
Is the real me

I only wish to be free of my biggest worries
I want to be clean and free again
I want to feel melancholy
Knowing that when the next day arises
And I open my eyes
My skin will be bare again