• Black black black,
    All my eyes seem to roll to is the back of the shack.
    Lost?
    Of so far from that.
    Bloodied frost?
    Oh so close....
    Her life was near tossed out the window...
    Did he care?
    He was near made a widow...
    Did she care?
    Of course.
    It was after a fight... What else would've it been?
    Hearts of true true thin...
    But the could not depart?
    Well, that would be a lie....
    but what is the truth?
    Only known factor is of their youth..
    Mentally screwed...
    Ought there be hope?