Fishing in the nether regions
Of my sea sunk soul
I chanced upon a nugget
Of purest regret
Shiney and round
It sat there in the sand
A pearl of dark spite
Waiting to be prized
Careful of what I touched
Stirred or disturbed
I went on my merry way
Hoping for a different catch
Just by luck
The slimmest of chances
I spied a locked chest
Covered by the debris of the past
Slowly and ever so gently
I picked away the memories
And picked open the lock
Inside was a thousand
Treasured nothings
One time important
Time has turned to junk
But there, wait
In the bottom right corner
Hidden 'neath a forgotten scent
A tiny little gem
A perfect diamond of hope
Forgetting my care
I recklessly grabbed
And that tiny sliver of a gem
Got lodged in my heart
So now, as I struggle
To the surface of me
That smallest of splinters
Shines in me
Shedding some light
On nightmare dark waters
Building its tempo
It can't be ignored
Pulsing and pounding
Driving me on
Just a fraction of something
I'd long thought lost