stuck at the bottom of a pool

i drown in the suffocating blue

while the corpse of my disarrayed thoughts

floats as an unavoidable cynosure, blocking the sky

and everything good

that ever happened to me

deep under the blues, i've lost all clues

of how i ended up here when all i remember

is me lying on my bedroom floor

crying over a song in an old record

and there's no way, my tears could have built

a whole damned swimming pool

i sneak a peak at the azure sky,

knowing none of it is destined for me

for i can't manage to inhale a pint of air

owing to the water that's making it harder

for me to keep holding on to the song

that was playing on the old vintage record

so i close my eyes faintly,

thinking how easy it would have been

if i was nothing but a sweet biscuit

dumped at the bottom of a cup of tea.

if only...

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