cleaning up
running water
rinsing, rubbing
the blood in the bathroom sink
a tune in my head
one that's somber and tired
all too familiar melody
the blood in the bathroom sink
unrecognizable face
that one in the glass
who stares down
the blood in the bathroom sink
dry eyes and freezing heart
control was never really there
deep red is unstable
the blood in the bathroom sink
heart ache
it'll last a lifetime
pain of my birthright
the blood in the bathroom sink
drowned in terror
a walking paradox
some part of me yells out
the blood in the bathroom sink
every shade of failure
each distinct and alluring flavor
this one tastes like shining silver
the blood in the bathroom sink
