Bleeding ink

Sorting through pages in my head
ink bleeding off each page
each word, each sentence, each phrase
play repeatedly over and over again
the stanzas look nice
the transitions sound smooth
the title, captivating
the paragraphs, i glide through
memories of each opening chapter replay
pain, hurt, anguish display
each character involved swam through this anecdote
each one had a particular role to play
now will this be a comedy show
or end up tragic, protagonists on death row
i have only lines and a bit of rhyme
to combat this anxiety, a shifted paradigm
since last night
when i read the opening line
when i read body language
observed the party
ended up crying
ink bleeding off each page
merciless, dripping off each page
ink is seeping through my brain
rolling effortlessly down the drain
i took a shower and it felt nice
the steam, took my mind of things
for a few minutes i was free of this inkling
a new knowledge recently acquired
from flipping through this narrative
for a few minutes i was free
before I dried myself
and came back to reality

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