Sweet Childhood Pastimes

Here I sit thinking,
as I am swinging,
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
I think about how easy it would be
to take one of my sweet silver blades
slice open my tender flesh
and bleed myself dry
As I am swinging
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
No one would know till morning came.
everyone but me is tucked safely away.
asleep in their beds
sweet dreams filling their heads.
As I am swinging
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
they would wake to find my dead corpse swinging
and wonder amongst themselves
was it suicide
or a freakish murder
as I am swinging
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
My bright red blood staining the ground
a faint smile plastered on my cold lips
the sparkle of the blade
still glinting in my dead eyes.
As I am swinging
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
They bury the body that no one claimed
clueless to the reason of death.
six feet under cold and alone
the ground claimed her at last.
the swing still going
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
they say cut into her arms
was the words Back and Forth
and she haunts the swing
as it forever goes
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Back and Forth

by BloodLustingElf
posted on 05/23/2008