Going down

I'm stuck in this quicksand of expectation.

There's no where for me to go but down. 

To the bottom of the hole. 

But is there a bottom?

Or will I continue to sink

Deep into the earth

Where no one will try to find me?

I grasp at the threads of hope,

But none are strong enough to hold me. 

I know it's up to me.

But I don't want to try anymore.

Let me drown.

Until i'm unknown. 

Until i'm forgotten.



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