Despair was her name
welcoming death was the game
one shade brown turn to gold
her heart was so stone cold
her black hair flew around her face
she knew she was in much disgrace
her long red dress revealed her soul
her darkness she knew could not be sold
her lover left her high and dry
sought her for a time
yet so eloquent she did abound
her smile won hearts, with eyes that glowed ...

Despair's heart was broken this night
with ambers of broken flame
that crushed her spirit oh this far
that made her pounce as he walked by
the night was icy and bitter cold
the blood seemed to over flow
she walked far into the field
with blood dripping from her soul
there was no time for sorrow
no time for pain
such misery was not to gain
her lover she left laying half eaten
he would never leave her side again ...

Debbie Brooks 2014