Left in The Broken Paradise

The trees are burned,
The grass long gone.
Welcome to my broken paradise.
The water unmoving,
with no color at all.
The animals all dead,
fish floating on the water,
all rotten, smelling like spoiled tuna.
The trees crumble under the slightest touch.
The grass moans as walked upon.
But that's not all,
Not even close.
There's nobody here but me,
trapped in a broken paradise.
The last boat gone,
taken by none other than the one who brought me here.
I believed lies,
and listened to dreams.
But then when dreams became reality,
I ended up lost and alone.
I wander the broken paradise,
trying to fix the damage caused.
But my attempts all failed.
The paint just faded,
and the fish wouldn't eat.
So I gave up,
and wallowed in guilt for falling for the enemy.