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