Carpet of Flowers
He laid his head back and closed his eyes Like a curtain of clouds He dreams that he's walking on a carpet of flowers The sky darkens and takes shape into a mirror I look up and i speak under my breath "Love me" That mirror than takes the shape of my first unrequited confession I only see a man who looked at the ground like he wanted to be in it The carpet of flowers is soft Like a dream Can i lose myself for a moment? "Come back" My former self screams for me He needs me but I'm not him I believe in universal love but i left him behind He lives in my head now Cradling in that darkened room Watching his life through a screen Doomscrolling through life as he's looking through his window He has the power to break the wall that the window is on But he sees the window as a
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