My blood is nothing to be ashamed of.
The blood that dried on my inner thigh is a stain of a long day.
The blood that pours out of me is a sign that I am a healthy woman.
The blood that pooled up on your bed sheet was an accident.
My blood is not meant to be used against me to hurt me.
My blood is there to empower me.
My blood is not a piece of the sentence used to dismiss me.
I claim back the confidence stolen from me by the men that broke me down when I didn't fit their image of what they wanted.
I claim back from the times my being a woman, has been used against me, has been used to break that very fact.
I WILL NEVER BE ASHAMED OF THE BLOOD BETWEEN MY THIGHS.