Forgotten

I hang up the phone Tears stream down my cheeks I get into the car Unemotional, unreal The lights are just patches of color I can't even think about the road It starts a light even drizzle The sky gradually growing darker I pull into the rundown parking lot Under the sweet smelling pine tree I step out of my car Lifeless, like a zombie And onto the wet grass of the forgotten park The rain at a steady fall now Weighing down my frizzing hair Under my old and fraying hat Approaching the algae covered lake I hear the croak of the frogs And pitter patter of rain on the water My shoes slosh with each step The bottoms of my worn jeans are muddy My earthy colored shirt glued onto my body And I sit between the pine trees On a soft bed of pine needles Just beside the little pond Rain coating me through and through A blanket of fog falls about waste height The mascara that was caked on my face Is swept away by the gentle rain And as I lay my head against the trunk of the tree I forget about why I came here And slip into a deep sleep... To be continued...