Stagnant

Stagnant

Sometimes I feel like

A mere drop of the endless sea

That lays there stagnant

 in an abandoned shell

and I'll never get back the rest of me

 

a little spilled

 out on the sand

Covered beneath

 the bare foot

of a child, whose hands

will create what my salty eyes can no longer envision

Time has left me jaded

With dried up dreams

A few particles floating somewhere

These days there isn't much I can do

to silence these internal screams

So I drink a shot of something

To calm my nerves, rid regret

 a beer to chase my rapid thoughts

The little fire that remains

I use to light my cigarette

The night's sky

 has stolen the sparkles from my eyes

And I want them back

 Before they evaporate

I'll have to find a way before sunrise