I Am Not Red With Blood

Red is the color I lack.

It's rumored to bleed--but I never saw it this month

or the last.... few (+2 years) times

I've been sick for too long,

lacking something that will give "a women her purpose".

But it's hard to care about something

that will never give a ___ about because I am 

one of those career folks.

That is a fact that broke up many of my friendships

after I mentioned the fact that I want to travel--

to learn, 

to create,

to inspire,

not be in a hospital each year for the next

pair of eyes.

The blood is gone.

But when it appears I break down

because there is never enough.

There is never enough to say I went through a cycle,

perhaps it could be considered spotting at most.

But I don't care; I'll get it back

just not for the reason that others think.

Not because of my future family is "on the line",

but because I am ill and I want to be healthy.

There.

Done.

That's it, not more or less complicated.