Blood Poem

I have gotten so many compliments on this poem. So I felt the need to post it here.
Blood
It is every where
But I think it looks best where I can admire it
On the ground
On you
It doesn’t matter
As long as I can look at it
Admire its color that spawned so many stories and poems
Watch it make rivers and shapes out of itself
Taste it’s sweet tangy flavor that is better than anything else on earth
And wonder why this was taken away from me
Why must I feed on it
I can’t stop myself
Why was I changed to be this...this
Darkness lover
This dream of gothic people
This monster
A monster who
Want’s-like a human- what it can’t ever have
An end.