TRAPPED PETALS
A vessel of glass containing dreams,
A life unfolding in secret schemes.
Longing for the sun’s soft rays to thrive,
The hardest thing right now is to survive.
With every drop, my petals fall,
My dreams are fading, I feel it all.
Trying to move on, yet no space,
Innocence struck, but the bottle holds its place.
Fragile petals, confined inside,
Yet they say I’m being “protected” as I hide.
Waiting to be heard is just a wish,
Even my hopes dissolve in a swish.
No space—tight to the core,
Every breath just feels sore.
Just a little opening would make me smile,
I promise I wouldn’t go the extra mile.
Lost in the shadow of dreams I keep…
Could this be forever, this silent sleep?
💭 Sometimes being “protected” still feels like being trapped.
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