032110k Fading Glory Poem by Manonton Dalan

my paradise is fading
needs a lot of effort
to even have a glimpse
then that couldn't be
a nice place anymore
there's pain waiting

i thought i'm use to
not really, i can still
feel pain sears my chest
which makes my feet
a fleeting pedals
pushing me away

my first love is four walls
protect me from harm
my pencil picturing future
i'm only one allowed to see
those jealous eyes, i'm convince
does more damage than lynch