Forever and a day.

i came here to get away. To isolate me from dismay. But still it seems i’m being dogged by thoughts of grief in every way. Upon this bench here in the park i sit and contemplate the Dark that is my life since she has left. i grieve the heinous, evil theft that rendered in a gaping chest devoid of any heart. On days like this i’d really say: “Come rain, or shine or come what may, it seems my sins are here to stay." And thus i think that i just may remain forever here to stay. Upon this cursed bench i’ll rot - Forever and a day.