A grain in the Dopamine sea [poem]

A poem I recently wrote about memories, and the way in which the past recedes from being in the world to become a grain in one’s mind. This video uses stock footage. The poem’s words are:

The past has become smaller
My memories and feelings
The negativity that I harbored
Smaller…receding…

It was big, a giant
It was the world to me
Now it’s in my mind and faint
A grain in the dopamine sea

These flashes of childhood walks with dad
They are a treasure find
Open the chest a little, it makes me sad
Though the luster still makes me blind

It too has gotten fainter as I’ve grown
I’m left only with the feeling:
His body they drowned tied to a stone
For all the substances he was dealing

And so many must be sunk there, I wouldn’t know
Epic shipwrecks and some porcelain face—
I must get back to this boat I row
To view the sunset at the bay