dark parts

flashed silver tainted the floor
no more
I cant stand to be bored
Id rather be a whore
like you
never trusting me to tie my shoes
always your moods
if I cant reflect the light just right
I wont be allowed to use the bed tonight
but its all right
Ive got a secret called pain
small slices down the vein
hypnotic circles down the drain

lets make smores
travel by bus to both shores
taking every tour
making sure to buy spoons along the way
to remember where we stayed
to feel the life in every day

twitching in the tub just feels right
maybe tonight IS the night
I wont have to see you anymore
I close the door
the draft pulls red to the floor
I cant do this anymore

it was raining
it never rained on Tuesday but this morning
it was raining

the secret is out
down the drain so to speak
so much potential
in the end just a slow leak