Lost paradise

I am homesick for a slice of paradise lost.

My heart bleeds with the evaporating memory

Of those times when all was just as it was meant to be.

My body aches running, searching, looking,

Asking and screaming into the empty abyss.

I disappear and am erased from my story,

The story is alive somewhere in my head

And I know it is there, just needs finding,

Rediscovering, rekindling

But nothing is true and nothing is there,

An empty shell, dissolving into the night,

Falling to the ground,

Rolling in the dirt,

Searching

But not finding what is long lost

And forgotten.