The Swings

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The Swings

Each time she swings

The memories flood into her

Every sensation bringing it all back

The swinging motion brings back sweet memories

Of 3 friends

Of belonging

Of giggles. Laughter, screeches of joy

Of ignorance of what was to come

The creaking sound brings back the misery

Of one girl swinging alone

Of looking on at happiness

Of secret tears shed

Of music blasting

Of the naivety of a child’s true nature

A child's true nature

Is to scorn those that are different

To laugh at those that don’t belong

To ignore the outspoken

To abandon those who make a mistake

To crush the dreams of a little girl

Who was just trying to make it through

The height bringing back the walls

The walls of magic

The walls that opened

The walls that snapped back at the betrayal

The thrill of going as high as possible

No more feelings of inferiority
Of never living up to their expectations

They had no power over her

The power of freedom finally gained

The jolt of jumping off

The impact knocking her off her feet

Bringing her back to reality

That life is not quite like that anymore

She's not the same person

And she's much stronger

She has support now

She's no longer alone

The swings brought back memories

Beautiful and miserable memories

Yet they brought her comfort, and she depended on them

The one constant thing on every playground

But the little girl doesn't need them anymore