Park-less Life
stepped inside
stepped back out
The sun arose
Then a showed covered
In the inside
It was hollow
It was cold
But it was full of life
The wind blew
Shacking the trees
Moving the grass
Swaying the flowers
breath turned to ice
Lips to blue
Skin as white as snow
The place that brings such great life
Now is the center of such great heartache
It feels like death
Happiness had died
I stepped back to the other side
Nothing changed
trapped by death
No way out
No site ahead
blink once
There was darkness
blink twice
To be found in a field
Blink three times