Quick Sand

enveloping your hopes and dreams in negativity
slowing filling each prideful moment 
into one of blatent unsurness
with its sticky sandy breath.
Placing the weight of every problem
ever occuring in your life 
onto your shoulders,
punishing you for somone elses problems
the sand finds weaknesse you never knew you had
and slowly fills your shoes and socks
with guilt and dread
crushing your chest.
the pressure becomes to great
until you crack underpressure
Because my muddy sluggish sand is quick
much quicker then and stronger then your self esteme
and your pridefullness could be very strong
But in the end my quick sand will sink you