Lonely Swing

Do you see that swing over there?
All alone on the cold metal pole.
Do you hear its lonely cry?
Its sad creaking?
It sways back and forth
day and night.
All alone In the wind.
It creeks and cries and moans.
Lonely and sad is its sound.
We wonder why its so sad.
It is surrounded with beauty,
surrounded with brightness.
And happy children.
It doesn't notice you see.
It only feels pain
and lonely agony,
It only longs for depair to end.
For loniness to fade.
To slip into oblivion.