Crimson Blood

I sit in this chair
Fidgiting with my hair.
My heart wretching.
My head sketching.

His face etched in my memory.
I'll always be remembering,
The pain I felt with thim.
I've felt like I've sinned.

He made me do so many things.
Things that make my ears still ring.
I just want to run away.
But, for my friends, I'll stay.

My fists clenched so tight;
I'm squeezing with all of my might.
Crimson blood trickles down.
I feel my heart's in the mouth of a hound.

I'm lost in a world of pain
In my heart, he's left a stain.
I'll never forget that face.
In any relationship, there will be haste.