A Time Ago

A time ago, there was a park
On Christmas mourning
The trees dark brown
The snow pale white
Peace in the land
Glass raised  delight
From high above 
Flakes falling down
We felt the love
Harmonic Sound 

A time ago 
I was just a boy
Nothing could end
The world my toy
Joy and warmth my fate would send

But that was then, buried in snow, the life I lived a time ago

Fast forward ten years
My head it hurts,  I’m out of tears
I’m 18, I've lived enough
I tried to swim, the waves were rough
I’ve made it through more than 60 seasons
I regret it all, I have my reasons
I grew and bloomed
Time stings a scar 
Right through the wound
I’ve got no one left I do assume
What's left for me
I’m washed and broke
The air is smoke
What's left for me
The trees are cut
Pollution and slow death

I was all new
Carefree like you
But that was of Christmas day ,my cares at bay, the life I lived a time ago

Now it’s today
It’s august nine, my fates now mine
A sunny day
The evening sets a shadow all through the land
Bottle of pills grasped in my hand
Walk right outside, it's almost night
I’m at the park, suns almost down
The world feels strange , I’m spinning round
I fall right down, on this old ground
It's not the same there is no snow
Just blades of grass, it's time to go
I’m rising high up in the sky
Where snow came from so long ago

Am I at peace?
Am I in hell?
That is something only time will tell

But what I know, is that I died, the place I loved, so long ago
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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