Blood-Filled Mark

Why today, is it light?
What could he find in this place of blight?
So he runs away; is moved astray,
Love is not found in lead-filled remains.

All alone in the world
in the lonely dark
one single mark
empty white skin standing out so stark.

Life was moved away, moved astray;
now sifting through its parts,
all there is to find is
one blood-filled mark.

In her head, in the dirt,
surrounded in chalk, so stark, so white.
she was killed in haste, scratched out by fright.
She was killed one single lonely night.

Find the way
to make the pain go ‘way.
Find you may
but the truth will stay

Life was moved away, moved astray;
now sifting through its parts.
all there is to find is
one blood-filled mark.