Stationary Drama


You want me to bleed on this page for you

Spill my drama as it unfolds

You want to know if I am real

Or just a penned persona

I will open up my flesh

Then you will see my blood is red

Mixed with salty tears

Unresolved hurt

Both self- inflicted and imposed

Happening now and in past years

Here’s the knife

With my burgundy ink

Is this far too dramatic?

For my stationary life?

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