THIS IS WHERE I AM ...
... I
I Feel,
I Feel As If,
I Feel As If I'm Slipping…
It's Not Wet.
My Sneakers, They Aren't Gripping,
Cements Not Set.
Not Exactly
In Fact It's Mushy
Like Oatmeal
A Little Warm & Sort oF Squishy.
Wait! I'm Not Slipping,
I'm Sinking - Can't Find My Feet,
Can’t Quite Catch My Grip...
It's As If I'm Getting High Again!
Don’t These Feelings Ever Fade?
The Party Never Started &
The Rules Are Always Bending.
Must Keep My Focus
"Focus With My Eyes”
Though I Feel,
I Feel As If,
I Feel As If I Wasn't Here,
But This Is Where I Am.
Your Vessel I Wish To Commandeer
And Escape From Here,
Escape From All Of Them
Give Or Take A Chosen Few
If You Could Give
Then I Could Take You
But I feel,
I Feel As If,
I Feel As If You And I Are Sinking
On The Same Supply
It May Just Be A Notion
Or Perhaps It Was
Mixed Into The Potion.