A walk in the park

a brief sad story.

The forest glowed with green and yellow in the distance as they stood,
where his figure’d grown three times larger than any human could,
with shoulder spikes and a pointed chin, knees bending like a goat,
he looked upon his savior as she’s cast into his home.
“I've been stricken by despair since I left you all alone,
how long's has it been since.." in silence, she simply held her hand up slow,
when a breeze picked up, bringing fresh air he’d hoped so long to breathe,
stirring autumnal carpet around their feet as she started to skip with glee,
down the yellow path she departed before he whispered forcefully,
“The pieces of my inner soul, that's where I keep my secrets.
and if you follow down that path, there’s nothing you’ll find peace in.”
She spoke in the voice of her true self, an old woman near the point of death,
represented by this child who spoke so strangely out of breath.
“I brought you here my dearest Dad, now please just walk with me,
we must cherish this time we have because it's all we'll ever see.”
The lights grew dim and off they want, into darkness writhing with life,
shadows twisted into demons with gigantic fangs like knives,
their forms resembled his with eyes a deeper red than blood,
before they vanished in whispering shadows, banished into history by love.
A mist lifted from the ground that shrouded our odd companions,
intertwining with forces in the farthest realms of understanding.
It mixed with the trees and creatures to form a picture of their past,
she dipped a finger in the vast swamp, clear water spread fast from her faint touch,
the reflection of a vanished piece of driftwood rippled across the surface like a paintbrush,
drawing out every moment of the past with bits of beyond intertwining as well,
as the lines of purgatory are drawn between our minds, the heavens and hell.
She showed him the result after he took his own life and he knelt,
looking closely at a past image of himself sitting by the side of his bed.
Hands pressed to the side of his head couldn’t block out the cursing screams,
voices plagued his mind with white noise, and worse it’s all he dreamed.
His story ends with a leap of faith to abide his demons needs,
they watched him climb to reach the highest cliffs above the sea,
salty wind stung his skin as he dove upon the rocky peaks.
With it all out in the open, he felt like he owed an apology,
she simply smiled as the grim scene suddenly lit up and thrived with greenery,
lush gardens bore fruit while birds tweeted and chirped throughout the scenery.
“I prayed for you father, every night at the spot where you cried,
and asked to please allow a walk with you in a park after I died.”