Pain Or Pleasure?

Have you been to that part of the town?

Where needs have known to be long aroused,

The lane which is usually frowned upon,

And her muffled screams are drowned by dawn...

Have you gone during the bright lit night?

When men find delight and women are a sight,

The rooms are nothing but airtight,

It's famously known for it's red lights...

Her life is void of all the colors

Red and Black is all that matters,

Those pouncing on the outside have bloodshot eyes,

What's left in the inside is dark and blind...