Blood of Hands

There goes my valentine again,
Soaked in red for what she said,
And now she's gone.

Oh my god,
have I done it again,
There's a pulse,
and it's deafening.

I can't help,
what I hear in my head,
It's the switch,
that I flick they said.

There's a stain on my hand, and it's red.
Oh my god, am I losing it?
I can't help, what I've done or I've said.
It's the button I push.

Hand of blood, I don't wanna feel like my heart is breaking.
Hand of blood, I don't wanna see that my life is burning.

I saw you look away,
Is what you've seen too much to take, or are you blind and seeing nothing?

I saw you run away,
Is what I've done too much to take, or are you scared of being nothing?

Author's Note

I'm new.
Thanks for reading.
I appreciate it.
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