Tendrils wrapped around my heart.
Feel the crushing of my ribs start.
Eyes slide closed and I imagine…
I see that paradise which I am seeking.
Serene perfection withoit any flaws.
I taste the unfetid air and pause.
Drink in the feelings it births in me.
Return to Eden, for its where I wish to be.
But it went down in flames.
Shredded by madness and obsession.
For dominion was the pursuit.
And in real life there is no reboot.
Serpents dance as if filled with joy.
Did the animal kingdom know this was a ploy?
Who’s to say for we cannot know.
Unravelled and demolished by our hand.
What remains are but the crumbled stones of sand.
Mockery of what might have been.
If only butchery had not been our thing.
Alas our paradise has fallen and died.
For such a loss we all have felt that pain alive.
It went down in flames.
Shredded by madness and obsession.
For dominion was the pursuit.
And in real life there is no reboot.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 