The world was dissolving into a meaningless mess,
It was draining her strength, as she tried to stay on top.
But the more she tried, the more she lost in this game of chess.
And she wished, would time please stop?
She needed to breathe,
There was a lump in her throat, and it wouldn’t leave.
The quicksand stopped, only her heart continued to fall.
She struggled, fighting a losing battle with herself,
There was no where to turn, no lights to follow.
Only the quicksand, and her,
No words spoken, no thoughts read,
Secrets to remain with a soul never to be caught again.