I’m sinking in this quick sand
Trying to claw my way back out.
Falling for what seems like forever
Never finding a place to land.
I am barely able to breath
Sand is filling up my lungs.
I’m sifting through this hourglass
Been flipped around so many times
I no longer know which way is up.
All that I am looking for
is a stable place to stand.
It appears that grounded footing
Is not something that I grasp.
~heart & soul~