Constructions

Drown

Once again I find myself
in a situation where I
simply do not understand
what's going on

I'm not sure that I can tell
right from wrong
I'm not sure I can tell
your kisses from mourn

I used to have a dream
about a maze without light
my feet were stuck in quicksand
I was haunted every night

Then I went out of bed
like if it was made of nails
slipped into my worn out shoes
and slipped away

the fear gets me down
it drags me down to drown