Megan Rose's Poetry

Quicksand.

One minute you are terrific, 

Next you change into something so horrific. 

Making my tears arrive, 

Leaving my side, 

Alone I am struggling to strive. 

Not knowing if I am going to be alright, 

Wondering what is going to happen this time. 

You’re letting this quicksand pull me down, 

Shutting me out when I need you around. 

Leaving me clueless, 

You are being so useless. 

You do not even try, 

Just closing your eyes, 

Dreaming away as I die.