Bath Poem by miranda gray

I sit here Thinking back
Letting the water hit my back
I run the tub full 
Feel the pain pull
Try to wash away my sin
But it was never mine to begin
It was never my fault that you treated me that way
That you said the things you say 
I feel like I'm drowning in my past
Suffocating in the sorrow
Hoping things will be better tomorrow
I see my steel friend 
The bite it gives feels so grand
I turn the water a crimson red
And I stop so I don't wind up dead
It makes me forget even just for a minute
Makes me feel real even for just a minute
Like all is well 
But then the bleeding stops and the cuts swell
And reality comes rushing back 
And I cry
Ready to say goodbye
Goodbye to you and you wife 
Who are supposed to be my protectors
Goodbye to yesturdays pains
Hello to tomorrows promises
Promisses of no you
No pain
No rain 
And only gain! !