On The Spot

bathrooms are the refuge of the depressed
lock the door, shut out the danger
I can’t be found here
hide for fifteen minutes

no one knows, no one cares
shed your tears, bare your fears

bathrooms are the pits of despair
collapsed on the toilet
scared of an open door
just five minutes more

you didn’t know, you couldn’t
might you’ve asked, you wouldn’t

bathrooms are saviors of the soul
pulled it together for a little more
solitude and tears bring a new power
be back in an hour