A love note from a spoonie to his bathroom floor.

Scott Ninneman
Sep 24 · 2 min read
Photo by Hédi Benyounes on Unsplash

Note: You can watch the poem in video format at the bottom of the page.


Oh bathroom floor, my trusted friend, save me from this life. Hold me with your cold, damp touch, and make me feel alive.

Oh bathroom floor, I dream of you, while standing in the shower. Just moments more of sudsy tears, then to your arms I’ll bow.

Oh bathroom floor, you give me strength and help me to endure. When nausea flirts and spinning starts, you ease the troubled sea.

Oh bathroom floor, with scattered rugs, you hold my feet secure. When weakness comes and muscles fail, you catch my clumsy fall.

Oh bathroom floor, your dreary view helps me to relax. With nothing more than porcelain shows, my blurry vision calms.

Oh bathroom floor, you catch my sweat though I’m already cold. As I dry, a shaking mess, you help me lay unfurled.

Oh bathroom floor, I see your faults, the dust behind your bowl. A footprint near, some towels heaped, and clothes kicked near the door.

Oh bathroom floor, your flaws I know, each damaged tile I see. Yet every mark makes me love you more as you keep my world in tow.

Oh bathroom floor, you know me best as you see what is real. No words you speak, no clues betrayed, when even tears appear.

Oh bathroom floor, the spinning slows, as I find a way to sit. Your gentle hug has rescued me, perhaps I can now stand.

Oh bathroom floor, I must leave you, my work demands my time. Through my day, I’ll think of you and know I’ll see you soon.

Oh bathroom floor, if nothing else, next morning we will meet. The earth will spin and tilt too much until we find our groove.

Oh bathroom floor, rest for now, your job today is done. I’ll tend to you as soon I can to show my depth of love.




Scott Ninneman is a bookkeeper by day and writer by night. He is most widely known for his blog Speaking Bipolar where he writes about living with mental illness and other chronic health conditions such as Familial Mediterranean Fever. His interests include gardening, cooking, reading, hiking and too much TV.

Let’s connect on social media. You can find me on: Twitter | Facebook | Instagram | Pinterest | YouTube

Speaking Bipolar

Publishing stories about personal development, living with mental illness, and surviving chronic conditions, such as Familial Mediterranean Fever.

Scott Ninneman

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Scott Ninneman writes about living with mental and chronic illness, personal development, poetry and short stories. linktr.ee/speakingbipolar

Speaking Bipolar

Publishing stories about personal development, living with mental illness, and surviving chronic conditions, such as Familial Mediterranean Fever.

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