Desert of Life

Life slips through my fingers, 
Each second drops like sand. 
Every wasted moment cuts, 
Like broken glass is in my hand. 

So much I'd love to do, 
So much I never can. 
For when I look into the mirror, 
I can see a withered man. 

This life holds so much promise, 
For those who have a plan. 
My blueprints all are burned away, 
I'm trapped in barren land. 

Please sir, just some water! 
I can barely even stand. 
A drop or two would do me fine, 
A sip would be just grand. 

I've travelled life's cruel desert, 
I've walked, and yes, I've ran. 
But I've had enough of all of this, 
It's hopeless and it's bland. 

The gunshot, how it echoes, 
Across the desert's span. 
As another poor soul gives in to life's, 
Impossible demands.