Blood Is My Essence Poem by graphic daisy

a life or death force. powerful control so easily relented quietly repeating the unending path. unseen, trapped inside it's containment.

Fascinating, without question it sustains my existence.
swirling, pulsing, revealing beauty bit by bit. beads aren't enough, never can be.
only in taking control of its beauty can i make my choice.

Slice, wonder, flow. watch it drain, control the escape.
mesmerized by the grace, the portal that i own forever.
just a glimpse of my capability, my strength, my secret.

all i want is to study the release, its changing form.
how much more to sink into and unknown peace. another time.
power, control, comfort terror.

yes? no? i pull my mind back to the here and now.
it would be simple, comforting to let my body drain.
i force myself to contain it for now. stand up, fall down.

without it i don't exist, can't sustain.
it is my essence, all that i am.
drain my essence so my painful mind can escape.
no longer able to hurt those i love.

(2003)