Blood and Soul

Dying on the inside Every day, I feel the trail of blood Moving down my face The agony, I can imagine Our hearts I know were just the same Our eyes two of a kind Souls entwined Death has not separated us Because fate, I know, is kind to me Angel, your blood runs through me, Your creative gifts now mine, I can feel your presence in my mind And while I sleep, you protect my dreams Or at least you used to I feel you more now when my eyes see the real My dreams have become erratic, peace inconsistent Can you feel my pain? Can you read my thoughts? I don’t pray you guide me You have others to tend to, My needs nowhere near as important Just know that I will always look to you For strength, wisdom, inspiration…