Lotus

The stars in my eyes

They’re fading dim

The smile on my face

It’s wearing thin

 

The weight of my heart

It’s too much to hold

It’s pulling me under

I’m drowning in cold

 

It’s like I’ve slipped beneath a field of lotus

Submerged in white petals

Though it should be easy to get through

It feels like a door that is made of metals

 

Help me, I can’t get through

Where is the key?

I cannot breathe

What is happening to me?

 

I’m suffocating down here

I don’t know how to get out

Let me have my freedom

Show me the route

 

Why am I here, again?

I don’t understand what I did

But here I am, stuck beneath the flowers

Falling off of the grid

 

Does anyone even notice what’s going on?

Does anyone know what’s happening?

No, of course no one cares enough to help

They think I’m rather saddening

 

Is there even a point to surface above the lotus again?

To allow my body to slowly ascend?

Or am I better off without remark

Down under the lotus, drowning in the dark?

 

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