My hands are tied
And I’ve stepped to deep
In wet mud that has settled for days
My body starts to sink
And I imagine
I’ll be buried like one of those dandelions
Right here in the cow pasture
I’ll sink even further when the cows come in for feed
There is a pond close by
Maybe I’ll be found there
One day when it expands
This ground ain’t ground anymore 
And my body freezes
I don’t put up a fight
I cry but only for what could have been
I cry for relief
Them I’m yanked by the old man
And it’s demeaning
It’s even more of a tragedy
To be saved by an awful person
With no regards
Just a look of,
“You dumbass”