A swing slung low with weathered ropes Worn, sun-beaten wood told tales of abuse Once swung high - a vessel for the her hopes Never once judged, even everyday a new bruise
It’d take her, accommodating her heart’s fancy It’d carry her and cradle her fragility gentle She’d forget her tears as she flew almost freely Winds would whisper of a place far and simple
It’d scoop her up - made light of what seemed heavy It’d drink up her laughter, release her captive innocence It’d hold her aloft as it promised her safety Together they’d immerse, in an intimate dalliance
Went on forever, as days turned into weeks A girl and her swing, lost in their very own world Alas the swing couldn’t offer the salvation she seeks None could tell, what evil twist had brutally unfurled
A swing hung limp, silent as it woefully wept Its worn wood sang only songs of stifled cries For once it knew a girl, whose painful secrets it kept Now judges itself remorsefully, as she fades and dies
I am the pendulum that swings left. right. left. right. left. right. I find myself in equilibrium, now, nothing is afflicting me. the slightest nudge-- a gentle push and now I'm swinging violently. left. right. left. right. left. right. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Why can't I think? I'm left. I'm right. I'm left. I'm right. I'm left. I'm right. I can't breathe. I've lost my sight-- blinded by the salted tears I breathe, and choking on my tongue, I can't think. I can't speak. Why are you screaming at me? I am the pendulum that swings left. right. left. right. left. right. Breathe. Stop Crying. It's fine. I'm fine. I'm alright, I'll just brace myself for another ******* night of swinging left. right. left. right. left. right.
What will you do, should you do If you are led pass to fly far from the sight at the twilight?
Slip into a tucked away serene sky Keeping your head held high Sway free by posy astro ewers. And as you please pick n fill them With your so exquisite star-flowers! Then you may well fancy reaching out to the Moon bubbling on the edge of the night.
If you then swing back at the day peep Wake up listening to the nightingale singing Now can you interpret what is it saying?