Paradise Lost Poem by Lora Colon

The dragons of Eden claw at my heart,
They give me no relief;
I agreed to this, and like a good slave
I pretend he's Adam and I'm Eve

I go through the motions, doing what I'm told,
I've a promise to fulfill;
But I can't continue this masquerade,
I'm tired, and I've lost the will

Lord, open the gate and let me leave,
Don't make me complete this task;
I have no love left to give this man,
I cannot do what you ask

Now the fruit on the tree is rotting,
The garden was never a delight;
I obeyed your laws as best I could -
Take this burden from me tonight

Forgive me, I can no longer serve you,
Banish me from this garden, O Lord;
Let me go to the one who owns my heart,
And Paradise will be restored!