There's Blood on your hands

There's a knife in my heart or maybe my back
I can't really tell which way the attack
I'm bleeding, it's flowing, it's all over my hands
I'm trying to apply pressure so that I can stand

But it's hard to hold the blood and the pain
When all I feel is the betrayal coursing through my veins
It's pouring, it's leaking, I can't stop the hurt
I try to mask it with smiles, hoping maybe these feelings convert.

Standing in my blood as it covers the floor
They just look at me smiling, I can't take anymore
The pain is too much, the cut is too deep
I stare at the faces that now haunt my sleep.

Laying on the floor I ask you how dare?
In your eyes was once friendship, now just a hollow stare
Reaching up with my blood stained hands
Trying to find someone to help me stand

But my efforts are futile, no one really cares
They watch me bleed out as I'm caught in their snares
Of deception, desertion and treacherous qualities
A victim of their perpetual hostilities

Where did this come from, what did I do ?
You can't say I deserve this because I've always cared for you.
But They seem to rejoice in all of my pain
I can't seem to stand and get my footing regained

With every step I'm knocked to the floor
Desperately wishing I never opened the door
For my heart now open for all of them to see
As they just stand smiling, watching me bleed.