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.