Masochistic Oath

Bathing in agony.
Covered in shame.
These walls cave in.
Only myself to blame.
Pill after pill, I prepare myself for the morning ahead.
My body folds, writhing in pain.
No one is here for me.
Bathing in agony.
Covered in shame.
I listen to the running water.
It fills the bathtub slowly.
I am trampled by thoughts.
Weighed down by memories.
I lay my head still, welcoming an infinite sleep.
My sacrifice for you.
An endless cycle of ache.
Still conscious, I am paralyzed.
Eyes wide open, staring aimlessly.
Water begins to fill the floor.
Rising slowly, so poetically.
I begin to choke, this is what I crave.
I am a masochist, in my blood I bathe.
Drowning in my own self-hatred,
I can feel my lungs as they begin to fail.
Bathing in agony.
Covered in shame.
This burden of living never seems to end.
As I lay my body and take the devil's hand.
In this holy water.
In this chamber of sin.
Born into filth.
I die alone.