Alone in a bathtub
Arms draped over the side
Razor blades rusted
It's been weeks now
Water cold and
Fetid with you.
The flies don't even want you
Nobody ever did
Rotting flesh,
Fills the air
No doorbells have rang
Phone doesn't either
Maybe, if you lucky
You'll become a picture
On some sick web site
Shared with millions.
And you thought you were nobody...
