Level 3, please.

I’m not going up or down

I’m not catching the lift.

I’m floating in an ocean

My eyes are closed, I’m adrift.

My heart swam away somewhere

Whilst music seeps from the sky.

But I can hear that song playing,

The water’s risen too high.

It’s that song that’s not my friend,

It’ll make the clouds cry.

The water gushes away

And suddenly I’m bone dry.

I don’t know where I am,

I realise I’m somewhere new.

Panic creeps around a corner

In fear of pain coming too.

There’s no escalator,

I’ll escape this unaided.

Wherever I end up

I hope the music will have faded.

I’m finding some stairs,

I’ll try and find level one.

Am I going up or down?

What level am I on?

There are colours, there are feelings.

There are paintings and faces.

But there are no signposts

And so many different places.

How do I make sense of this

I don’t know what to think.

My heart’s come crawling back

So now I’m starting to sink.