<Swing boy>

(The cover is mine- it's trash but still mine lol)

A rewrite of 'my swing boy'

Eyeless jack x male reader

A Broken swing of rot and mold
Will hold a boy who has wept
For long as he has slept
His hands have glued on tight
To the chains that wish to bite
As night moves on and the sun shine bright
The boy will mourn and mourn
For he misses the mother he once adored

I love writing poems lol
I'm keeping the plot relatively the same
Reading 'my swing boy' isn't necessary to read this, it's not a part 2 book :))