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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