Annabelle

I one knew a man who always looked down,

Draped each day in his dismal gown,

Could anything break this stranger’s frown.

I asked him one day,

What troubles you friend,

Surely you must feel some,

Joy now and then.

He turned to me with those cold eyes,

As he let out a sorrowful sigh,

I once had some happiness,

Back in forgotten time,

That I lost what once was mine.

I met a girl he said solemnly,

She had a dark and twisted beauty,

That was so alluring to me,

A pretty young thing,

This complex angel, my Annabelle Lee.

We were inseparable her and I,

The closest to perfect I ever did find,

And as we became closer we did confide,

The deepest secrets of our troubled lives.

Soon after we did fall in love,

As I became deeper entranced,

And could not get enough,

Of my sweet Anabelle,

Who transfixed me with love.

But all was not well for I and my Annabelle Lee,

For that fall we attended university,

And t'was there I meet the most wretched creatures,

I ever did see,

A heartless stoner,

And his Mechant dame sans merci.

These two stuck like leeches,

To both her and I,

And they pricked me,

Like a backstabbing thorn in my side,

And taken actions so malevolent that it’s hard to describe,

They stole the joy that once was mine.

They conjured up a plain so foul and merciless,

That Satan himself would have deemed heartless,

And look with disgust and sheer disdain,

Upon these demons, who thrived on others pain.

They decided to change my lover,

And her mysterious ways,

To that of ugg boots, and yoga pants,

In a basic girls haze.

That caused a foul schism,

They deemed suitable,

Between me and my precious Annabelle,

As further and further from her graces I fell.

They succeeded in brainwashing her head,

The fear that I had strongly dread,

All that was once beautiful,

Was now lying dead.

My Annabelle went on to join,

The distasteful mainstream crowd,

As she held her head high, and stood proud,

Of committing the awful crime, of selling out.

And so she left, to do something amaze,

And trading all of her magical ways,

And I know that it seems tragically strange,

But our dreams were swept away,

By the waves of change.

So I sit here and reminisce,

About a long forgotten joyful bliss,

And the monsters that hath stripped me of it,

Oh how I wish I had foreseen this,

Then I could hold my Annabelle forever, in happiness.