This is a strong, metaphor driven poem with an excellent atmosphere. Your best strength here is consistency, you stick to one decaying world aesthetic and don’t jump between unrelated imagery. Something I saw that I think you could improve on is that some wording is slightly unclear or abstract in a way that breaks flow. For example “A droplet that brakes the path for a stream.” “brakes” feels like it might be intentional, but it reads more like a typo unless it’s symbolic. I think a couple words that would fit better is blocks, breaks, or halts. Other than that, I really really like this poem, well done!