Coke can? Or Coke bottle?

Lightning striking in our nearby sky, Furious thunder follows.

You, Fearless – dancing in the water.

At a distance on a safe shore – FEAR inside runs havoc,

and Ignorant you were REGARDLESS.

Time passes and lightning fades,

Your exciting game passes.

This one is difficult, for it requires dredging up a terrible memory of the past,

one where verbal and mental abuse prevailed,

What am I doing, this feels all wrong – but to abandon this project,

it should not be done.

Forgive the confusion...this is a tale that needs to be told (quite simply: Incredibly short and sweet)

Summer – many years ago. Camp. A river. You, A NIGHTMARE.

And the simple things along with a camp fire, perhaps tinned food & marshmallows, and stories abound, of ghosts and horrors, that fit perfectly with the company.

And Vienna Sausages along with coke cans, or was it a coke bottle?