Paradise

I know the sting of loneliness

of feeling worthless

I’ve bathed in the moons sombre light

walked in the shadows

on long cold lonely nights

I know the taste of hurt

the copper tinged hint of blood on lips

the tang taken through a mouth that pleads

as internally I bleed

I know the feel of pain

the deep engraved stains,

like a message written in indelible ink on the brain

the splash of cold against the soul

it touches inside with icy fingers

then it sits

insistently it lingers

inside turns to ice

the heart now pumping cold shards

about as far away as you can get from paradise

I know the sound of silence

I've heard it too often

the internal violence

smashing thoughts into your head

touching every nerve in its stead

I've heard the harrowing cry

of a heart that wants to die

felt it beating, in protest

to the sound of its own loneliness

felt those fingers of ice

strum my heart strings like a guitar

plucking notes that ring out in terror

as I sit, paradise seems so far

I've listened to the voices that scream

into ears in the dead light

of midnight

I've taken the words and twisted them back,

turned attack into a defensive pact

to save myself from the pain I've stacked

I've seen the hunchbacked witches glare

deaths evil stare

I've felt the chill of a ghost passing by

and demons dancing a rave

on my unlaid grave

I've felt the passing of days

spent watching paint run dry

I've felt the pain of tears

that I just can't cry

On the periphery

is this the place they call Eden?

outside, I’m begging and pleading

or is this hell?

feeling the tension swell

a place I would rather not be

pacing by the windows, I look in to see

is it paradise awaiting me?

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.