Tuesday, July 7, 2015

QUICKSAND



QUICKSAND

As I slide further down, I think of you
Who knows how much I’ll sink
This quicksand feels so familiar

Once upon a time I was fine
Knowing tomorrow was with you
Now that life is gone
This time, I’m far from fine

As I slide farther down the ranks
Who knows if you’ll ever care
This quicksand feels so familiar

I can’t be cut down anymore
You already hit me at the knees
And stabbed my heart and soul to death
You left the knife in my back

As I slide further into this misery
Who knows how much I’ll think of you
This quicksand feels like home

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