You kick your feet as I remember
The rhythm of a chest once mine to lay over
Never again will you sweat out my fever
The hope you once held, drained out through my fingers
Swing once more
Over the wood chips and boulders
My body's so cold, all's left to do is wander
Never again to get caught on a swing, tethered to the nobody that I couldn't please
I would also love to see more of your work, because it really seems amazing!
I must applaud for this is something that really touched my heart when I read it. 💖