The playground at the park

I not what it once was

But I barely remember

Its past in all the buzz

I remember a tire swing

And I recall a yellow slide

I don't know whether

They tore it down

Before or after

My childhood died

I remember woodchipped ground

I remember playing alone

But I can't seem to remember

Any of my life at home

I remember I was bullied

But I don't remember how

I remember I forgot

So why does it matter now?

I remember being scared

Of stepping on the cracks

I'm still scared of in-betweens

Of all the memories I lack

The big tire swing

Where we used to fight for turns

Is gone without a trace

Like my memories that burned