[Image Description: An artistic rendering of a red blood cell.  The cell is circular, with an indentation in the top.  Several more cells can be seen in the background.]

Bloodwork 

by Sara Vogler

I see the doctor taking more and more blood,
It scares me,
I do not know if I am to die or to live,
Morning comes everyday,
I wonder if I will too.
I feel worthless and unfair,
My heart beats faster by each piercing,
I feel like the life has been sucked out,
I see shadows,
She is there too,
Her body is just as frail as mine is,
I worry about her,
She is crying,
I reach out,
Her hand touches mine.
The doctors are finished,
They turn the lights off,
Peace and stillness arrives,
I am surrounded by night.
As the morning creeps into my hospital window,
I am the survivor.

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Sara Vogler is a poet, writer, actor, and disability advocate.  She recently graduated from CSU Sacramento. Her degree is in International Relations.  She is pursing a Masters in Broadcasting-Journalism. Her favorite thing to say is “I am not a copy of anything; I am an original fragment painted onto a fantastic canvas ready to shed light on the creative foils of life!”