Undertow
Hues of blues stretch out endlessly until they plunge into the dark depths she has no light left to explore.
It starts gentally...so quietly that at first she doesn't notice
For fishes of many colors disrupt her vision and euphoria clouds her mind.
Ever more the tides tug at her clumsy feet as she swims out further towards the dissipearing sun.
Overcome with exhaustion, the ocean's deathly touches start to caress her thighs,
akin to a lover and she surrenders to waters as if they were sheets.
The waves begin to surround her head crowning her the queen of misery.
Eyes open, lungs empty, but she savors the silence.
Holes in her soul are filled with water,
watered down,
and bleeding into blurs,
She takes her first and final breath.