I Fold

You are the murderer of my soul.

I tripped getting into the bathtub.
I had to wash off
this red anger.

I am a fool,
ashamed and embarrased.
Scrubbing isn't working,
so I bathe in my drama.

The scene is set
with locked door and candles
and you don't have the courtesy
to show up on stage
when I'm screaming your cue
from the curtains.

I bought into all of it.
I cashed in my entire hand
and drew all new cards.
With nothing left
but Aces in the deck,
how is it
that I didn't even get a pair?

What you've said
isn't the same
as what you've shown
but I am too tired now,
and the water is getting cold.