Bloodstained Poem by Breanna Elwin

Bloodstained,
hands on the,
body of the dead,
there is no way,
for redemption,
from the Lord,
that she once,
believed in,
the blood is still there,
on her innoccent hands,
that were stained so young,
with the blood of the dead,
her blood on her hands,
her mothers blood on her hands,
her fathers blood on her hands,
her brothers blood on her hands,
her innoccent little hands,
stained with so much blood,
the blood is all she has,
to remember all of her sin,
the ones she caused,
and the ones others caused,
the blood is there,
the blood is all she has,
the blood is her,
blood makes her live,
she lives for the blood,
she walks the night,
the creature of the night,
she is the undead,
she is an immortal,
she is a vampire.