HANDS

By Carnage Amelia Diaz

HANDS

IT WAS THE HANDS OF A FETUS
But all I did was be high till I touched Venus
IT WAS THE HAND OF A MAN
But I denied his adoration till I was left crying in my Van
IT WAS THE HANDS OF MY ENEMY
That ended this pregnancy
IT WAS THE HANDS OF LOVED ONES
But I wish I can do many reruns
IT WAS THE HANDS OF MY FRIENDS
But all I did was offend
IT WAS HANDS
HANDS THAT DIDN’T HOLD
HANDS THAT ONLY STOLD
It was my own hands

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Copyright 2020 Carnage Amelia Diaz
Published on Sunday, May 17, 2020.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • dwells On Saturday, May 23, 2020, dwells (5692)By person wrote:

    Welcome to DP! This was a difficult read my friend. I sympathize with your torment that few will ever understand. Sometimes we let science lead the way - and our hearts must follow, later, sadly. I understand that The Rachael Society can give some solace to the many who too late and forever, have those second thoughts. Be well - Dan

  • Phalanx On Monday, May 18, 2020, Phalanx (655)By person wrote:

    That's a hard thing to commit, to. When you're honest with yourself, that's when light creeps through. I am so very sorry for your loss. Sometimes, things happen that we don't understand. Keep pushing, forward. This write is honest. It's a ten.

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