Quicksand -

Hopeful, a design we forget

Lost in translation of yesterday

Sunk in worrisome sand

Futures slip away and we forget

We focus on the present, we overlook the loved

Meaningless beautiful days banked away

Sifting through the rot of carrion memories

We let these granules sway our lives

Worthless burdens embellished

Buried alive, we implode

Buried alive, we implode

Piece yourself back together

Just a fractured face in ancient stone

Worn away by a desolate wind

We focused on the present

We overlooked the loved

Distancing myself from within, I feel it

We separate and spin

I can see myself unravel

We get lost in the flutter, my feet sink back in sand

Climb and climb, exhausted, it doesn’t matter

Release my body into the expanse

Into the fray, into the fray

I can feel it, it pulls at me

I can feel it, it’s gripping me

Not ready now, I won’t give in

This life won’t end

Sunk in this meaningless sand