Troubled Paradise

There's a well gone dry which held these lives
That don't exist anymore
With a discordant whisper resounding
I am wild to believe in me

The sun is sleeping with deaf ears
I cannot await for all of these years

In a town where I lived before the war
Wishes always came true
With a twist of their wrists it disappeared
Much to all our fears

The deep, dark ocean hides your face
The only path is one I can't trace

Like a parasite that I can't fight
I am stretched so very thin
With walls plastered against more walls
I am trapped in my own fall

There is something I can't seem to find
Win or lose I am left behind
Nothing can save me from my
Troubled paradise


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This is so old.

I have been working so hard. Trying so hard. And I am trying to be patient, I really am. It's all so confusing. But there are always options and always solutions if one is willing to look and think. I will focus. I will prepare. I will stash away and look forward to another day. Things will be just fine. In fact, they will be great. I just have to stay patient and work at my peace.