Paradise Syndrome
By Srika Jindal
Paradise made me lonelier,
It feels so much colder here,
People are there but nobody's closer,
Guess everything's now over.
Losing interest in everything I really love,
Writing poetry changed how I survive,
But am I really surviving?
My own words pierce me like thousand knives.
Paradise Syndrome,
I’m happy until I’m not,
Paradise Syndrome,
Inside you, I finally start to rot.