Ink black sky covers me -
Like soft velvet, dotted with diamond;
Like the rippling Lethe, dotted with eyes -
And I can't escape.
Hard stone walls surround me -
Like a coffin not yet buried;
Like a gaol without a door -
And I'm going insane.
Brown roots twist around me -
Like chains on a slave;
Like ropes on a mooring -
And I can't break free.
Soft petals are just out of reach -
Like butterfly wings that slip through your fingers;
Like memories of friends long since forgotten -
And I'm losing my mind.
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