Padraic My Prince

I had a brother once He drowned in a bathtub Before he had ever learned how to talk And I don't know what his name was but my mother does I heard her say it once: Padraic my prince I have all but died from the sheer weight of my shame You cried but no one came and the water filled your tiny lungs Appear, my dear, and cry for me. It was six years ago today that I laid you in your grave Your sweet young skin was shining then too So tonight to celebrate I will poison myself Another coughing, shaking fit in a bathroom that is spinning And I close the door and i rest my head on the tile floor Sickness and sleep turning me cold And i am still not sure, is there some better place i could be heading towards? Where the selfishly sick and self absorbed are welcome I saw the future once I was drunk in a phone booth My eyes were wet and red but I could not tell what was said And through the screams of the traffic voices carried saying I'm sorry... On a day so gray its black inside Watching churches on tv In a coma you don't dream you just hope that someone sits with you Babies turn blue when they are ignored like the sky on summer days Before you turn and walk away it has changed you So tonight to compensate I will poison myself Another coughing, shaking fit in a bathroom that is spinning