Sweet Blood Poem by Sandra Wiebe

My sweet blood runs down my face
When I see you standing there
Alone no one to care for no one
To love no on
To be there all the blood runs out
I’m just laying there lifeless
The love that I had is gone you never
Had loved me and you never will
All my body all my sorrow
Has been left there to become cold as ever
My soul and my heart has been crushed
Just for nothing, nothing is as cold as I am
No one can ever rebuild my spirit
It is lost forever and ever.