that lovely park

[ifalldownalot]

The napkin stained with you
You were in that
The chalky brick brown
Last night shiney red

I came and sat on my island
This picnic table island
In the drowned park with its ghost trees
And paths that don’t make sense
Emerging from the water leading only back to that dark mirror
Coming from where no one has came
And going where no one can follow
I sit and think of lost time
This place I found like me
This place found me
There in that park I died
And you were the only one to mourn me
I was drowning
And you my dear
My dear
You tried to be so strong
In you arms
Pressing down as so much of me spilt out into the lake
The red fleeing from what I had become
you there
trying so hard
Desperately holding me together
As I quickly fell apart