I was spiraling all around it and spilling right through and on down it like your gravity knocked me out, in total, in the final championship round and I’m dizzy tryna get back and acquainted with what it’s gonna take to survive this journey you’re makin’ make like the rain you shower in I’m headed straight for the drain.
Swirling round the water flows on and on in darkness through the mighty city, where more and more join the rivulets and outlets, and the water flows on, into the drain. Rats scurry, old condoms sail on by.
linda keely
here goes another dream down the drain. I have not thought of itfor a while but it is amazing how it leaps up to me, adamant and powerful. It’s buried but still, now I get it back. The dream is there to call me, every single time that I’m sad.
Margarita Hoek
wet, drip drip . i took a walk along the road, there were drains on either side. i wondered what had tumbled down them over the years, of time and space, how many things lost through tumbling torrents of muddy leafy water…. And where it all went. carried out to sea, never to be seen….
Amber
The drains in my washroom often get clogged because when I wash my dog…all her fur clumps together and somehow stops the water from flowing. Last year I invested in some sort of drain-cleaning liquid. It’s not good for my drains but at least my dog is clean.
applesticks
I watched silently as the ring circled the drain. I stopped caring then, I suppose. There was nothing I could do about it, we both knew it. It was almost like our relationship with each other, we could both watch as it went to shit, but there was never anything that could save us.
drain me of my sorrows leave me with happyness Im so sick of feeling this way. just let me enjoy this life i lead and forget all the problems
kalie lee
well, right before xmas i got like a thousand emails from david, asking me to be hush hush about him coming back from germany, could he stay with me, etc. i have seen him a total of 8 hrs. since he got back; guess that went down the drain. german dick.
down it, up it, all around it, decay, life, today’s end, the way to production, the creative spirit, the feelings, the dishes, the dish soap, the ducks with oil all over them
Brad Murray
Everything in life drains. It takes away, and eats at you, until all the things you have left leave you bitter and regretful. Sometimes you think there’s a few drops left, but then someone drains those too. It’s all leaving, and you’re grabbing at it with all the strength you have, and that work is the only thing that keeps you going.
Steven Totten
It’s always there in our homes, unless you’re homeless, but we seem to never think about it. the only time we do is when it releases a god awful smell of shit.
Alexander L.
Drain my brain. Don’t know what to type but I’m draining all thoughts only this paper. So lovely. Great idea. Draining the last bit of coffee in my mouth from my cup. 2:30AM should be asleep. Drained. Starting school soon to drain the brain. Massage therapy!
Eimile Boyer
The drained teenger was sitting down on his bed, thinking about the day that he knew would be rough on him tomorrw. Staring up at the ceiling, he vaguly wondered why hisife was always so difficut.
drain the life of the stars, hide the light from the sky, run and hide from the darkness, gage is really really confused, bryan is sitting in the corner playing the bass really shitty, I am jake and I
Jake
Draining me like a vampire drains its victim of life,
I am a victim of a similar drain.
Not of blood,
Not of pleasure,
But of life.
Thomas Strout
All the hair. All over the place. She started brushing her hair in the shower, and it started flowing down the drain. And then…the water. The water overflowed everywhere. Flooding over the edge of the bathtub, onto the floor. Soon, the drain was so clogged, she couldn’t do anything. It started to fill the house. Finally, she drowned.
Corey
i was in the bathtub. the water was rising, higher and higher. I was drowning, and all i could think was : “If only i could reach the drain…” but I couldn’t move. Then he came in. He pulled the plug. The water receded.
stephanie
The woman was in her shower, unsuspecting about the complete lunatic standing outside her room at the Bates Motel. She was mesmerized by the enjoyment of the warm, relaxing rush of the shower beating down on her naked flesh. All of a sudden, the shower curtain was flung aside, and without warning, Norman appeared and poured an entire can of Hershey’s chocolate syrup down the drain.
i was in the bathtub..it was filling. the water got higher and higher and all i could think is: “If only I could reach the drain…” it was one of the last thoughts in my head before he came and saved me.
stephanie
At the kitchen I sat over the drain as I cried. There was nothing left for me to do. I literally didn’t know where to go from there. All I could feel was disappointment. Pure disappointment. After such a great day, I just didn’t understand how everything could possibly go so wrong. The drain was happy to help, though. Swallowing up my tears like they were never even there. No one, but me would have to know. No one.
there is a drain in my hole in the side of the hill. i cannot see it, it is the size of a penny. there is nothing in the world that could take me away from it. after all i am showering now and where would the water go if it was to suddenly disappear. the water would fill so quickly and it would approach my neck, then my head, and kill me all the same.
charles
the tub. it smells. And it’s full of pubes. Drain the tub of all it’s little curls of hair. Draino. Use some. Go, do, now. Gross. Filth. Dirty. Squeaky clean is the tub after a drain.
Jennifer Brown
emotions
blood
rhymes with brain
draining rice
the drain in a shower
dee rain
hh
the water spun rapidly down the drain. she watched the remnants of a life she once lived wash away, down the drain, to somewhere far away. where they were going, she had no clue. as long as they were away from her.
Lizabeth
Fighting: Drains everything out of me,
yet fills me up with something totally new.
I love the bruises, cuts, and scars.
I love the excitement.
Everything, EVERYTHING, feels so much better
after a good, rough fight.
Being with you is emotionally draining. I don’t know how much more I can take. I give and give and you never reciprocate. You’re a leach. I love you more than anyone on this planet, you know that. Which is why it kills me that I can’t be with you. I miss you more than anyone Lindsey.
Cadie
Fuck. One Summer I Said That I Was Going To Install A Drain In My Bedroom And No One Believed That I Would Do It And They Were Right I Never Did
Erin
if people could drain all the sadness from their lives and separate the sediment from the liquid, they would be much closer to finding happiness. the point of the drain is to prevent the larger from the smaller, to purify and cleanse.
I drain the bath water and watch all the bubbles swirl down into the abyss. Sometimes I wish I could go where the water does, the soap and the bubbles. Then I realize that the only place that ever goes is the sewers and I don’t want to go there at all. It seems really dirty and full of rats.
Maxey Mitchell
It is a portal that leads to nowhere because we do not think about it. Our individual realities are based on what we can see. Outside our vantage point there is nothing because there is no longer certainty. We are the center of our own universe.
I feel like a drain right now. I don’t mean to get into detail but this head cold can really GO AWAY. I can’t sleep, laying down hurts and I swear I’m going to go broke if I have to buy one more box of kleenex. Right now I wish I could cut my nose off.
My brain seems to be draining as I try to fill it with more information. I seem to lose my past as my present grows. The more I learn about cultures in college the more I forget about elementary school. At least I have my scars because draining any more memories is a waste.
Alexis Sanchez
into emptiness, goes my heart, my soul, my life. it is all drained. goodbye. goodbye. sweet drain, goodbye.
erin
being tired and not processing information right because of physical and mental exhaustion. Not being able to organize thoughts in a regular way. Being tired of routine and day to day living. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Constantly wanting sleep.
Daniela
i wish i could drain all the weirdness and all the poison from my life. drains are meant for getting rid of the bad and siphoning the debris from the liquid… if ppl could drain their lives they would be much happier. take out the sediment from life and let people’s lives run smoothly. the drain is to separate the waste from what can be used, the person from their prisons.
sarah
Well i got this word last time but here i go.
Sometimes i feel like a drain…When i see one i feel bad for it because it takes all of the crap that the world gives it and know one really appreciates them. Without drains the world would be a mess. What would the world be like without me?
Rae
i’m thinking katy perry’s song somethign something drain, and how i really like it and it’s meaningful i’m also thinking about hair in the drain, which is so bothersome and gross to remove D: i’m also thinking draining the water from spaghetti but i can’t cook much XD i want spaghetti now :( i think i’ll just eat a burrito.
Grace Pixie
I went to the restroom to wash my hands. The place was immaculate. Marble floors, contemporary fixtures – in a word: posh.
And yet I heard strange voices coming from the drain.
“Pssssttt!” One voice said. Then it giggled. “Psssttt, come here! I’ve got to tell you something.”
“Shhh!” said a completely different voice, “You’ll ruin the surprise.”
I shouted at the sink as I backed away, “What the –”
But I never got to finish that thought. The sink filled up with brackish water which then sloshed onto the floor. The disgusting overflow bubbled up into two shapes.
At the kitchen I sat over the drain as I cried. There was nothing left for me to do. I literally didn’t know where to go from there. All I could feel was disappointment. Pure disappointment. After such a great day, I just didn’t understand how everything could possibly go so wrong. The drain was happy to help, though. Swallowing up my tears like they were never even there. No one, but me would have to know. No one.
Kirstyn
Drain. My lizard. Its just a little joke from when i was a child. It means to go pee. Like dropping the kids off at the pool. That means poo. Funny. I like it. Now so do my kids. The apple doesnt fall too far. Another good one. Different but good and fun. My kids aren’t the smartest or healthiest but the are funny. That’s best. For all. The end.
I was spiraling all around it and spilling right through and on down it like your gravity knocked me out, in total, in the final championship round and I’m dizzy tryna get back and acquainted with what it’s gonna take to survive this journey you’re makin’ make like the rain you shower in I’m headed straight for the drain.
Swirling round the water flows on and on in darkness through the mighty city, where more and more join the rivulets and outlets, and the water flows on, into the drain. Rats scurry, old condoms sail on by.
here goes another dream down the drain. I have not thought of itfor a while but it is amazing how it leaps up to me, adamant and powerful. It’s buried but still, now I get it back. The dream is there to call me, every single time that I’m sad.
wet, drip drip . i took a walk along the road, there were drains on either side. i wondered what had tumbled down them over the years, of time and space, how many things lost through tumbling torrents of muddy leafy water…. And where it all went. carried out to sea, never to be seen….
The drains in my washroom often get clogged because when I wash my dog…all her fur clumps together and somehow stops the water from flowing. Last year I invested in some sort of drain-cleaning liquid. It’s not good for my drains but at least my dog is clean.
I watched silently as the ring circled the drain. I stopped caring then, I suppose. There was nothing I could do about it, we both knew it. It was almost like our relationship with each other, we could both watch as it went to shit, but there was never anything that could save us.
drain me of my sorrows leave me with happyness Im so sick of feeling this way. just let me enjoy this life i lead and forget all the problems
well, right before xmas i got like a thousand emails from david, asking me to be hush hush about him coming back from germany, could he stay with me, etc. i have seen him a total of 8 hrs. since he got back; guess that went down the drain. german dick.
down it, up it, all around it, decay, life, today’s end, the way to production, the creative spirit, the feelings, the dishes, the dish soap, the ducks with oil all over them
Everything in life drains. It takes away, and eats at you, until all the things you have left leave you bitter and regretful. Sometimes you think there’s a few drops left, but then someone drains those too. It’s all leaving, and you’re grabbing at it with all the strength you have, and that work is the only thing that keeps you going.
It’s always there in our homes, unless you’re homeless, but we seem to never think about it. the only time we do is when it releases a god awful smell of shit.
Drain my brain. Don’t know what to type but I’m draining all thoughts only this paper. So lovely. Great idea. Draining the last bit of coffee in my mouth from my cup. 2:30AM should be asleep. Drained. Starting school soon to drain the brain. Massage therapy!
The drained teenger was sitting down on his bed, thinking about the day that he knew would be rough on him tomorrw. Staring up at the ceiling, he vaguly wondered why hisife was always so difficut.
drain the life of the stars, hide the light from the sky, run and hide from the darkness, gage is really really confused, bryan is sitting in the corner playing the bass really shitty, I am jake and I
Draining me like a vampire drains its victim of life,
I am a victim of a similar drain.
Not of blood,
Not of pleasure,
But of life.
All the hair. All over the place. She started brushing her hair in the shower, and it started flowing down the drain. And then…the water. The water overflowed everywhere. Flooding over the edge of the bathtub, onto the floor. Soon, the drain was so clogged, she couldn’t do anything. It started to fill the house. Finally, she drowned.
i was in the bathtub. the water was rising, higher and higher. I was drowning, and all i could think was : “If only i could reach the drain…” but I couldn’t move. Then he came in. He pulled the plug. The water receded.
The woman was in her shower, unsuspecting about the complete lunatic standing outside her room at the Bates Motel. She was mesmerized by the enjoyment of the warm, relaxing rush of the shower beating down on her naked flesh. All of a sudden, the shower curtain was flung aside, and without warning, Norman appeared and poured an entire can of Hershey’s chocolate syrup down the drain.
i was in the bathtub..it was filling. the water got higher and higher and all i could think is: “If only I could reach the drain…” it was one of the last thoughts in my head before he came and saved me.
At the kitchen I sat over the drain as I cried. There was nothing left for me to do. I literally didn’t know where to go from there. All I could feel was disappointment. Pure disappointment. After such a great day, I just didn’t understand how everything could possibly go so wrong. The drain was happy to help, though. Swallowing up my tears like they were never even there. No one, but me would have to know. No one.
there is a drain in my hole in the side of the hill. i cannot see it, it is the size of a penny. there is nothing in the world that could take me away from it. after all i am showering now and where would the water go if it was to suddenly disappear. the water would fill so quickly and it would approach my neck, then my head, and kill me all the same.
the tub. it smells. And it’s full of pubes. Drain the tub of all it’s little curls of hair. Draino. Use some. Go, do, now. Gross. Filth. Dirty. Squeaky clean is the tub after a drain.
emotions
blood
rhymes with brain
draining rice
the drain in a shower
dee rain
the water spun rapidly down the drain. she watched the remnants of a life she once lived wash away, down the drain, to somewhere far away. where they were going, she had no clue. as long as they were away from her.
Fighting: Drains everything out of me,
yet fills me up with something totally new.
I love the bruises, cuts, and scars.
I love the excitement.
Everything, EVERYTHING, feels so much better
after a good, rough fight.
Being with you is emotionally draining. I don’t know how much more I can take. I give and give and you never reciprocate. You’re a leach. I love you more than anyone on this planet, you know that. Which is why it kills me that I can’t be with you. I miss you more than anyone Lindsey.
Fuck. One Summer I Said That I Was Going To Install A Drain In My Bedroom And No One Believed That I Would Do It And They Were Right I Never Did
if people could drain all the sadness from their lives and separate the sediment from the liquid, they would be much closer to finding happiness. the point of the drain is to prevent the larger from the smaller, to purify and cleanse.
I drain the bath water and watch all the bubbles swirl down into the abyss. Sometimes I wish I could go where the water does, the soap and the bubbles. Then I realize that the only place that ever goes is the sewers and I don’t want to go there at all. It seems really dirty and full of rats.
It is a portal that leads to nowhere because we do not think about it. Our individual realities are based on what we can see. Outside our vantage point there is nothing because there is no longer certainty. We are the center of our own universe.
I feel like a drain right now. I don’t mean to get into detail but this head cold can really GO AWAY. I can’t sleep, laying down hurts and I swear I’m going to go broke if I have to buy one more box of kleenex. Right now I wish I could cut my nose off.
My brain seems to be draining as I try to fill it with more information. I seem to lose my past as my present grows. The more I learn about cultures in college the more I forget about elementary school. At least I have my scars because draining any more memories is a waste.
into emptiness, goes my heart, my soul, my life. it is all drained. goodbye. goodbye. sweet drain, goodbye.
being tired and not processing information right because of physical and mental exhaustion. Not being able to organize thoughts in a regular way. Being tired of routine and day to day living. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Constantly wanting sleep.
i wish i could drain all the weirdness and all the poison from my life. drains are meant for getting rid of the bad and siphoning the debris from the liquid… if ppl could drain their lives they would be much happier. take out the sediment from life and let people’s lives run smoothly. the drain is to separate the waste from what can be used, the person from their prisons.
Well i got this word last time but here i go.
Sometimes i feel like a drain…When i see one i feel bad for it because it takes all of the crap that the world gives it and know one really appreciates them. Without drains the world would be a mess. What would the world be like without me?
i’m thinking katy perry’s song somethign something drain, and how i really like it and it’s meaningful i’m also thinking about hair in the drain, which is so bothersome and gross to remove D: i’m also thinking draining the water from spaghetti but i can’t cook much XD i want spaghetti now :( i think i’ll just eat a burrito.
I went to the restroom to wash my hands. The place was immaculate. Marble floors, contemporary fixtures – in a word: posh.
And yet I heard strange voices coming from the drain.
“Pssssttt!” One voice said. Then it giggled. “Psssttt, come here! I’ve got to tell you something.”
“Shhh!” said a completely different voice, “You’ll ruin the surprise.”
I shouted at the sink as I backed away, “What the –”
But I never got to finish that thought. The sink filled up with brackish water which then sloshed onto the floor. The disgusting overflow bubbled up into two shapes.
Yeah, it was time to get the fuck out of here.
At the kitchen I sat over the drain as I cried. There was nothing left for me to do. I literally didn’t know where to go from there. All I could feel was disappointment. Pure disappointment. After such a great day, I just didn’t understand how everything could possibly go so wrong. The drain was happy to help, though. Swallowing up my tears like they were never even there. No one, but me would have to know. No one.
Drain. My lizard. Its just a little joke from when i was a child. It means to go pee. Like dropping the kids off at the pool. That means poo. Funny. I like it. Now so do my kids. The apple doesnt fall too far. Another good one. Different but good and fun. My kids aren’t the smartest or healthiest but the are funny. That’s best. For all. The end.