Sitting fearfully in my bathtub,
undressing myself of my mortal skin,
washing these sins.. my feeling is a sin, and im a sinner..
But don't accuse me now, tonight ill be submissive,
Just please dont hit me..
This soul of mine recoiling, will hide
I'm naked now, and fully empty i'm inside.
As water fills the void chambers of my soul,
I try to leave my corpse aside ..
I shall allow my thoughts to flow.
Dont be too harsh, i'll start to cry;
the tears from bathtub will exceed outside..
and on the floor,
they might create a skating ring,
as all the water is to freeze
when walked on
by my already deceased skin.
nov. 2008