I am at the other side of paradise
Pain follows me as a loyal friend
Letting me taste the bitterness of any flavor
Irregardless of how I take it
Be it good or bad intentions
I often find myself
Looking from the other side
I’ve seen the light
I loved it
Would have preferred it if I could
It is the darkness that stays
Most often times it lingers
Leaving a trail of tears and defeat
It is not a choice but a struggle to move on
Always opening doors,
Not knowing where it would lead to
My paradise
Is it just a fantasy?
Am I heading nowhere?
I am moving forward no matter what
My rainbow is out there somewhere
Each day brings me closer to it
Even if I am at the other side of paradise
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