Black Swing Set

Part of the story I'm writing!

"Black Swing Set"

I sat on the swing today.

I remembered back to when

We were young and naive,

Now I just sit here, the swing

Next to me is where you used

To be before you went off to

Fight for what you thought

Was right. Now, I just sit here

Alone for ever to be like that.
I've lost my will to live as I

See your body on the swing

Next to mine, like a flash back of

When we were young. But I

Know that it's just a figment of my

Imagination that you're here and

I'm next to you. I feel as if you're

Still holding my hand and my body

Up as I fall off the swing and on to

The cold ground where I ball up

And cry. I cry until I can't think anymore

And you're still there the figment that

Still wishes that you were still alive,

But it's just me and you're just in my head.