pain is just another art show

sad girls
sad women
like me
offering their lives
up because some
abusive asshole
won't cut the
never ending
fuckery out

slit wrists in a bathtub
a bellyful of pills
my demons are having 
none of it

that shit is for martyrs 
they say with venom
as they do weird
interpretive dance
in the shadows

pain is just 
another art show

one demon 
pantomimes
a sad clown

then we watch
the martyr me
bleed out in a
bathtub

of course
she slit her 
wrist the wrong
way

Sylvia  had it right
the oven is so peaceful
and what a powerful
metaphor

the demons 
throw glitter
then
make a crown 
out of my suicidal
martyr bones

i am wearing it now

it hurts
and i love it

my heart is splattered
on a wall 

look at it