I am landlocked and yet

I am still drowning.

Breaths come few and far between,
as this suffocating grip
enricles my throat,
always releasing before I
can be set free from the pain.

A single set of eyes watches me
from frozen memories,
a beautiful shade of amber
flecked with gold,
but the heaven they once held
has been replaced
with an indifferent stare.

Something so strong and majestic
has twisted around my body,
a darker specter
sliding over my skin and I
can barely move.

Trapped in the hopelessness of hope,
lost at sea
without a current or a steady wind,
adrift from the shore
I so desperately long to set foot upon.