Looking to Paradise
A sad tale about a boy who lost his cheerios.
Digital Ebola 

/* note, I usually rm anything I write that is poetic. I am taking a different 
stance.. if its good, then hooray, and if it sucks, I can torture people with 
it... I really need to invest in poetry appreciation chairs. =) */


I am on the outside 
looking to a place 
that I will never go
Paradise awaits me
but only in my dreams 
will I ever see the way

The place I have visited
peaceful and serene
almost surreal
I could die there 
No regrets for me
If only it was for me

I see her face in my dreams
beckoning me to the place
Her hair is flowing 
and her eyes brown and wide
She asks me to be there 
but there is a divide

In life, none will never know
its a mixture of pleasure and pain
mostly pain, with hopes that it could change
She is there, my guide, my dream
but she is entwined with another fate
Paradise is not for me

The dark of the cold abyss overtakes my very soul
no time for the living, I have her not to hold
If I could go back in time
reverse reality before I was even known
maybe I would have had the chance
to seek my unearthly desire

This place intoxicates me
She is there, laughing, smiling
I cannot hold her 
I cannot directly show the love I have
If only I could tell her
I would give up this existence and many more

I think everyone looks for this place
to soothe their souls that ache
yearning and wishing for something that can never be
In a perverted sense, it is the very drive 
that is me. I do it for her. 
I am still doing it for the dream.

It's not fair nor right 
to mention my plight
I mustn't interfere
I must not tempt fate
Even though I love her now, and always will
I still have to glipse a shred of paradise

I can always wait, and I can always hope
I will be shown the way
If fate never wills it
I will find her in the next life
and try to get it right. 
I have all of eternity.

Is this hell I have found
or is this a test of will
to see the paradise 
but never rest myself within
Never to hold
Never to love..


It's saddening to see another 
trample my love, my paradise
I will await the day it all changes
Until then, I will be the pillar
that anchors paradise, for it is not lost
I have only lost my way
to a place that does not know to be found
Not my love, nor my hope, nor my eternal desire
my eternal love, nothing like this I have felt
I fear it is truly for the last time
I fear that thought of lost hope
I fear the thought of another polluting what I cherish
Even now, I sit and hope
That fate has mercy, not for me
I can take the dark struggles
But for Her. If I could throw myself in front of evil 
Without hestitation, I would save her from pain
I am not beyond fate
I must let fate take shape
I must let it all happen
And be there to embrace, a part of me saddened
A part of me overjoyed
For I hold the other half of paradise