This feeling, perhaps feelings,
They’re eating me alive
Even more considering
I’ve always seen myself
As someone not really
Having much feeling
But just the sight of her blood Red hair;
Makes me have all of them
They’re eating me
I know I can’t have her,
I know I’ll NEVER have her
Every time she crosses my mind
I want to punch the wall
But I know that if I do
The blood on my knuckles
Will only make me think of her
All that much more