I think
like quicksand
the more I try to fight it the more I sink
the harder I kick you down the more I think of me
every time I reintroduce myself to your friends
everyone else afloat and pretend to befriend me
see it’s easy to mimic you, it’s easy to be friendly
don’t you think?
but that’s not me, I since went past the brink
I since forgot to care
like quicksand
I’m unaware that you sink
unaware that you don’t wish to be held this tight
unaware that you don’t see me trying to keep you in
I since forgot to share
I tried to once, to not just be hard earth but to let you in
like quicksand
I’m not in control, your struggles are mute
If I knew I stole from you air and peace of mind
that I’d become a lake and let you float
don’t you think?
I thought you liked to sink, to fall in love with me
I thought the earthy decor kept you still, safe and happy
like quicksand
I don’t sink.
I’m a writer when I’m not busy with engineering stuff, I have an unhealthy love for Fanta and dodo even up to combining them, I talk as quickly as I think and I think the garden of Eden was in Black and white
