Bathtub

Take my word for it, I'm not worth it.

I ignored you all night and you don't deserve it.

Morning, bathtub, my skin soft and hot.

I was sure you were right, but you're not.

I contemplate my ruined fate.

Someone will hurt me so bad one day.

And you'll resonate or I'll apologize

Or maybe I'll make the same mistake twice.

I hide from phonecalls under the warm water.

Malice desists, no it woefully recurs.

And it plays like daytime tv shows. I confuse you.

And I tell you not to love me but I still kiss you when I want to.

And I lament, you're innocent,

But somehow the object of my discontent.

And its fucked up. I let you in

Even though I've seen what can happen.

You make a tape.

I receive it in the mail

And I force myself busy.

The diversion will prevail.

And I will swallow all my guilt with little pills and forge my chin up.

And I will only think about it in the morning, in the bathtub.