There was a place
I once went to
To find the world
All black and blue.
I sought a girl
Of long black hair
And careful eyes
To soon, despair.
The darkened sight
Of one so pure
Made me a slave
Of her allure.
And so I sat,
Stared at the floor,
And watched her
Smile...no more.
There was a place
I once went to
And found a world
So black and blue.
The bruised and battered
Death of life
Destroyed by pain
And hands not light.
I left her there,
Now I despair
What was the point
Of seeming care?