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

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

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