Soaking in a train of thought.
A thought you don't want to get lost in like I am.
It is sad and depressing.
One you don't want to get stuck in.
It's like a bad dream, a nightmare.
One you can't wake up from as much as you try.
It is like falling helplessly into quick sand, and hoping there will be
someone to rescue you.
But until that someone comes you just keep sinking deepeer and deeper.
Soon you start to sweat and become real hot.
Your blood pressure rises and you feel like no one will ever come for you.
So until my herp arrives, I will be here sinking deeper into my train of
thought, into the quick sand of my life waiting for him to arrive.
 
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