Quciksand


For most of my life I've been happy
A flip switched and now i'm sinking
My spark has gone under
And my freedom is at a halt.

I spent thirteen years far from the goo
Until the fourteenth year I didn't see it
I hit it hard and slowly started to sink
There was nothing in sight to grab.

I screamed loud and hard
But no one heard
I cried and cried
But no one heard.

One year has passed
And I am still sinking
In my head I see crowds screaming my name
And remembered that in three more years,

There will be no goo in sight
Just bumps in the road
From here on out.

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