Padraic My Prince
I had a brother onceHe drowned in a bathtubBefore he had ever learned how to talkAnd I don't know what his name wasBut my mother doesI heard her say it once
Padriac, my prince, I've all but diedFrom the sheer weight of my shameYou cried but no one cameAnd the water filled your tiny lungsAppear, my dear, and cry for meIt was six years ago todayThat I laid you in your graveYour sweet young skin was shining then too
And so tonight to celebrate, I will, I will poison myselfAnother coughing, shaking fit in a bathroom that is spinning
So I close the door and rest my head on the tile floorSickness and sleep turning me coldI'm still not sureIs there some better place I should be heading towards?Where the selfishly sick and self absorbed are welcome
I saw the future onceI was drunk in a phone boothMy eyes were wet and redBut I could not tell what was saidAnd through the screams of the trafficVoiced carried, saying, "Im sorry"
On a day so gray it's black insideWatching churches on TVIn a coma you don't dreamYou just hope that someone sits with youBabies turn blue when they're ignoredLike the sky on summer daysBefore you turn and walk awayIt has changed you
So tonight to compensate, I will, I will poison myselfAnother coughing, shaking fit in a bathroom that is spinning