Floating

Floating above crashing waves,

head barely bobbing above them,

the salty water burns my flesh,

varying extremes of pain,

blood seeping to the surface,

Each drop shatters like glass,

i can smell it,

like old pennies from under my skin,

how long have I been here,

with the day's blurring with night,

no deviation of shades of light,

the rays of sun,

licking like flames against my already raw skin,

how long can i continue to swim,

fighting just to stay above,

but desperately wanting to sink below,

will anyone find me,

dehydration,

surrounded by the toxic water,

like a cruel sick joke,

can I endure one more second,

one more hour,

one more day,

or will I die,

floating,

starting to decay,

what happened to all the islands,

they suddenly slipped away,

is this real or am I going insane,

feet kicking,

treading water,

my legs begin to go limp,

out of time,

floating.