New Paradise

I have a dream of having a new paradise, but I found out something new otherwise.

I imagined myself lying on the ground, eyes close with an open wound.

Wondering if this new pain that I felt, was lesser than the pain I had dwelt.

The gun that I shot to myself, would my dream paradise be out in my shelf?

A paradise not full of regret, a life full of freedom that I will never forget.

 

If you ask me what my life has been, it is as simple as counting from one to fifteen.

But counting numbers could be complicated, if 3 seconds time is what you had been obligated.

What you've going through doesn't matter, as long as you learn how to fake your laughter.

Don't worry about not knowing your own dreams, because you could follow our own family regimes.

 

Encouraging you to pursue what you want, but let your incompetence haunt you at night.

After making you believe everything will be alright, when disappointment comes they rub salt in your wounded heart.

Exerting effort will never be sufficient, for you will always be one great disappointment.

No matter how much sacrifice you did for them, you will never be perfect as them.

 

Always living like a tool, couldn't fixed itself like a fool.

They might be right about me; being a big mistake was all I could be.

No wonder they treat me like that, because I will never be alright.

I know for certain, people will always feel like I'm a burden.

 

If you wonder if I'm happy now in my new paradise, I say paradise doesn't mean you need to end the sacrifice.

You will never be contented in a world full of your desire; it would feel like you were suffocated in a closed door fire.

Life was made with balance, like the presence of sound and silence.

Within tears and sorrow, comes laughter and new tomorrow.

 

It's late to realize a living heaven made by God, a sacrifice for humankind that must be given glory and laud.

Life would be so much bore, if happiness is what we only lived for.

If I just knew what life awaits me, if I just knew what death could teach me?

I wish I never asked for this new paradise, because my dream paradise is just full of lies.

Reviews

[Chase Dylan]

I was humbled by the artistic perfection of each line... The stark reality between pleasure and nightmare is darkly defined... Very well penned...

[Dark Poetry]

Thank you :)

[Chase Dylan]

You are welcome