Love

I'm bleeding inside
but my eyes stay dry
rage tossing, roiling
boiling beneath
your mouth is still moving
like a wind-up toy
would it stop if I pulled up
my sleeves?
to show you all your words
that hurt
lined up straight
in a row on my arms
bleeding with bitterness
crying out in shame
seeping with self-hate
pain
is my companion
your competition
my name