Make your own paradise
Little flowery, little nice
Roll away the dice
Of fate, of life
They said make your own paradise
Little sugar, little spice
Your own heaven and light
Never jealous, never fight
They said "make it, make it"
"you gotta fight for it"
When I fight for it
I lose my right on it
Said I'd make my own paradise
Little sugar, little spice
But the fire got higher
More spice, more liars
Said "I can't make it, I can't"
Dying inside, "why honey why?"
"find happiness in the little things you do"
Oh, yeah
The little things I do
Like fear, like anxiety
Like the dread growing mighty
Like everyday burning
Like the candles going lighter
But the flames growing brighter
You'd never get it
Here
The sun doesn't shine
And the clouds never rain
This ever growing fire
Causing ever lasting pain
What do you know?
Who are you to advise?
Telling me ignoring the fire
Would lead to a better life?
Incase, you don't know
That's exactly what I've been doing, so
That's what lead me here
To this ever lasting fear
This eternal fire
Causing me to give in in the exhaustion
Now more dread and pain
But never chanting its name
Not yelling aloud
Making me the fool of the lot
And now I see
What should not have been
Of my life, the gardens that once used to be green
All burnt, all hurt
These gardens of flowers
Just use to cower
Getting too burnt by the sun
But, then, they got carried in a storm
Too young, now they mourn
Never to return, the pure green ones
Maybe new flowers, maybe new life
But those special ones
Gone forever
Never suspected the storm
Never
And they said make your own paradise
I swear I tried
I tried, I tried
To make my own haven
Something went wrong
Something must've been
For some reason
Me and happy
Never got along
Instead, maybe, fear is cute
And dread is Bae
Anxiety’s killing it
And depression once admitted
She's not just a phase
Like fear, like dread
Even anxiety is depressed
So, I tried a heaven
A peaceful paradise
We never got along
So I shook my hands
With my 4 best friends
Been with me
Since I was born
For the perfect opportunity
And now with me forever
They stung my body
And I can't let go
After all
That's what true friends are for, right?
YOU ARE READING
MY POETRY
PoezieAll original work. Trying my best. Forgive this teen for any evident mistake, and enjoy! Ps. Don't read this if you have a weak heart. Chances are that these awful poems will leave you in stitches due to how horrible, senseless, and stupid they are...
