Bleach Stained Memories
Such a common smell
Used in places all over
Restaurants to grocery stores to schools to bathrooms
a smell this clean cant make me feel so gross
Kills 99.9% of viruses & bacteria
Kills the germs left from my stomach surrendering its contents
Huddled over and in pain
a smell this clean cant make me feel so gross
I was always sick as a kid
Never eating yet losing my lunch
Peppermint oil that never worked to keep my stomach at bay
All the home remedies and medical ones yet it still happened
I had my own friend, Ralph, my own bucket
My only friend in my time of need
Forever stained by the clean, slightly medicinal smell
It hits me like a slap
Cold and biting against my senses
The clean, too clean, aroma
a smell this clean cant make me feel so gross
I smell it all the time
Away from the small cluttered bathroom
Away from the hands holding my hair and rubbing my back
All away from my longest friend
A reminder for all i've overcome
A smell, haunting me, just trying to help others
It did not meant to live in my senses yet here it is
a smell this clean makes me feel so gross
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