Bloody Bar...
As I sit here,
Unable to sleep,
The feel of her hands
I know that I'll keep.

A hearty smile,
With a vicious glow
Or a deadly punch
To end the show

With a kind heart
And a gentle soul,
Whose love for others
Does plainly show

So why can't I be
A special case?
Why is it always
Another's face?

How do I always get hit 
By this now-bloody bar?
They all seem free...
But none of them are.

How do I always land
In this screwed up mess?
Why is it never
That correct is my guess?