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Bathtub
This bathtub overflows With dirty water and dirty thoughts Cheap scented candles
And worn out clothes
Litter the floor
While my naked body
Cold and desperate
Exposed and frightened
Sits in the middle of it all
With a razor in one hand
And a bottle of booze in the other
Black bra on the shower
Cigarette stubs in the sink
Memories to painful to relive
Permiate in the air
Crying away my sins
And watching them run
Down the drain with my soul
All washed away
Like the purpose of my life
Cold and wet and naked
I'm exposed and bare
But theres no other place I'd rather be
Black locks of wet hair cover my face
And a wall of pain round my heart
I leave my asylum for the broken hearted
And face another painful day
i really like this one even though i dont take baths but i can still relate to it on many levels. i like your word usage you have a vast vocabulary.
Brandon
i seriously have to say this is one of the most personal poems i've ever read.
it would probably sound even better if it was read aloud. sometimes reading in your head doesn't give a poem justice.
very good. the sparce rhyming and fast pace really suck you in and twirl you around. i love it.