Paradise

Late night, under the bloody moonlight. Sea breeze, I can almost freeze, With a clothing that is ripped. I lay on the soft mattress, Like a damsel in distress. Waiting for a knight, That would be willing to save such mistress. I feel like a pebble, being thrown in the water. I may stay afloat, but will inevitably drown. When will such misery leave me. I looked around, What a paradise, I thought. What should I do. I still wanted to hear your voice, Even if hateful, I still wanted to see your eyes, No matter the disgust, I still wanted to feel the warmth, Of your body, that is now someone's property. How am I going to go on. I guess I wouldn't need to. As we won't ever see each other again.

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