Two Knobs And A Faucet

I sat down In the middle Of the tub Hoping the water Would wash away The pain from today I stared at the knobs And the faucet Thus creating it's face Going numb to the heat As the water dripped I opened my mouth to taste In an attempt to erase Or eradicate the sensation Of not being okay I hummed to myself Mumbled Dare I say As if I were to pray To a deity I cannot relate The notion of fate And things etched in stone Groans in my head Like a creak on a bed I am beginning To descend again Into isolation Without an end I spend more time Thinking of others Than I do myself I stand in the middle Of aisle twelve And these shelves are taller Than a twelve stack Of a bunch of elves I reach for the can Way up top It falls down Like a shampoo bottle does And I snap out of it Turning the water off I snicker and scoff As I come to my senses Thus drying off I force a cough To check my lungs Still work I shake my neck As if to affect Something to that effect Or something of complex Or something for context I lost where I was going Next As seems to be the way The day before Your birthday I am reminded I am confiding That you're in a better place Hoping to put space Between the heartache Of August twenty-fourth And the future Of what I hold at stake I had an earth It was shattered By an earthquake These socks they're warm And I confirm that my fingers Are able and ready Unsteady like yours But still able and ready I'm losing it again And my chest is feeling heavy I I I wish I could be The best version For whoever needed Whatever version That may be That is conjured in their minds But I can only be me That was statued by you And all that you do I mean Did In my heart I am a kid In my mind I kid