Hive

I'm suffocating in a molasses lake of emotions. It's like quicksand, I can't get out. It sucks me down, sticking on every side. Can't wash it all off no matter how many times I try. Its tar black like the cloud hovering over my head. You think the rain would help me escape but it only soaks my head. Only a matter of time before I drowned, no relief, just a slow death. Do I get a white light. No just a swarm of bees