I remember stepping on broken glass nested in the carpet of my bedroom,
I remember hopping into the bathroom trailing my bloody foot across the floor,
I remember yanking the weak worn cabinet knob and hearing the door slap against the base,
I remember driving my hand through the mountains of beauty products to try and find a bandage,
I remember not finding a bandage,
I remember propping my leg on the sink counter and running cold water through the split skin,
I remember the sweet strawberry water,
I remember losing my breath and gripping the loose railing and unhanging towels as I fell to the ground,
I remember lying on the stained bathroom floor…staring at the lights, I could no longer feel my foot,
I remember feeling at peace,
I remember feeling a sensation of water running over my chest,
I remember that river,
I remember my hands, I remember my clenched hands,
I remember holding onto the flat floor while my eyes began to dim,
I remember a subtle warm hum wavering from ear to ear…
I remember throwing my glass cup against my bedroom wall,
I remember frantically pacing around my room,
I remember ringing in my sore ears,
I remember stepping on broken glass nested in the carpet,
I remember trying to catch the blood pouring from my foot as it cascaded between my shaking fingers,
I remember the desperation of a thousand slaves whipping through my hollow chest,
I remember feeling the blood in my veins and my heart in my ears,
I remember black,
Just black and a hum, my hum, pitches of little tethers tying me to this life,
I remember enduring.
MELTING POETRY 