bathtub glass

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lay down calm beneath the
broken glass in the bathtub
and my soul floats down the drain
as I pray to a false god that you
don't come home anytime soon
but this is not home
just a silent hotel room not for long
as you're opening the door
drown your voice out
in the cold water more broken things
tears that refuse to stream
and add to the water running down
the drain where I wish to disappear
but I can't fit this divided heart
down the tubes of metal
like the blood through my body
rusted when they kiss the oxygen
I so long to rid my lungs of
but all of my feelings seem to melt
as you push me against the counter
rough and angry
its written on your face
but your eyes like daggers stare
into me waiting for me to run
but I would never
around you I glow eerie purple
and soft pink like a dream
a nightmare in disguise
biting kisses and roaming hands
pull my hair to excite my mind
of the things we could be
when you touch me I glow in the dark
your favorite color vivid red
climbing mountains of pain
to fall off into bliss
and rest again in loneliness
forgotten and pastel puked
on the dull carpet trekked with
stomped water footprints
and left to dry slowly in the dark
as I crawl back to my glass filled
bathtub to bleed to sleep
covered in heart shaped bruises
day dreaming at night of you
to paint me pastel purple
and let me go in the glass sadness
drift down the drain with my soul
and into the psychotic symptoms of
love

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