As I stare out

Battered, words scattered

pieces of a puzzle unlocked

perfection glares upon water

I’ll never walk on.

In this attempt of living life

I fancy the waves splashing below

look close, I’m there in the undertow

trying to be a cocky kid again.

As I stare out feeling content

quickly determined this can’t be

for I’m just a molecule of dust

fighting air for privileged space.

Should this light ever go dim, or out

darkness shall be another lost friend

who finally returned home

walked out of dreams.