the blood

the night seems blurry now
how can i possibly forget
the pain
was so intense
more than the BLOOD
the sheets i stripped away as to
keep us from the severity of the moment
but the BLOOD on the toilet
and bathroom floor
the BLOOD stains on the carpet
the dried BLOOD on your arms and legs
the BLOOD on your nightgown
the BLOOD couldn't make us forget
nothing could take away from the BLOOD
nothing could make us forget about death