Paradise Poem by Kim Beige

Late night, under the bloody moonlight.
Sea breeze, I can almost freeze,
With a clothing that is ripped.

I lay on the soft mattress,
Like a damsel in distress.
Waiting for a knight,
That would be willing to save such mistress.

I feel like a pebble, being thrown in the water.
I may stay afloat, but will inevitably drown.

When will such misery leave me.

I looked around,
What a paradise, I thought.
What should I do.

I still wanted to hear your voice,
Even if hateful,
I still wanted to see your eyes,
No matter the disgust,
I still wanted to feel the warmth,
Of your body, that is now someone's property.

How am I going to go on.
I guess I wouldn't need to.
As we won't ever see each other again.