Confuse one

I never know what day its not,
but i held on to nothing i haven't got,
places of mine are never marked,
for adventures lived only after embarked,
scenery seen with rain pouring down,
flooded in the forever underwater drown,
swimming up into the clouds reflections,
the tears in the eyes multiple projections,
casting nets gather only my rotten skin,
as my bones and heart swirl deeply within,
my sense of life seemed to be detached,
although i never was completely matched,
frozen in the daze of never ending light,
to open those eyes against revealing my sight,
questions of if this was only more an emotion,
my subconscious mind sinks into the dark ocean.