Quick Sand

March 3, 2010
By bsb1592 BRONZE, St. Charles, Illinois
bsb1592 BRONZE, St. Charles, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"when you come to face the thing you fear, let the creator guide you."


The more i struggle
Climbing out,
The force rips at me
Like a bullet harvesting its prey

My limbs hang limp
But not for long,
I continue to thrash violently
Like a deer under a jaguar
Begging
For someone to help me,
Out of this ever deepening hole

Sinking deeper and deeper
Until I stop fighting it
I just let it pull me in
Inch by inch

Finally--The point
No longer I speak
The quicksand
Drags
Me
until
I disappear


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