Wading In Sand Poem by D.A. Woods

This once young heart has faded
oxidising what was healthy inside.
in and out of love, life, pleasures so fast, finally jaded.
I cant step into the dark yet while gripping this dull candle light
Heart for heart I have traded
lifes pleasures behind doors, more than once I have tried
Knocked back opportunities for misery it feels separated.
No more shall I cry.
No more shall I try.

I need to find somewhere where my thoughts can take a nap
I don't need to be understood, because I don't understand
why this rain always falls while my minds unstrapped
its always there asking for me to take its hand.
I know where I am heading, I know my map
its hard to get to anyone while swimming in quicksand.
a thread his holding me back.
Every day I crack.