swallowed in a world of green creatures hiding below me watching every move I make a line leading me down to the green abyss fear grows as the color deepens swallowing me as a whole electricity kisses my hand as a welcoming gesture my knuckle covered with small dots a stain from the kiss deeper as i go the line never ends as i levitate holding my breathe nothing but green surrounds me cold water shivers down my body waking up my nerves to keep me from being hypnotized by the green eyes my chest contracts my signal to leave the green monster lets me go as i head up slow the green lightens and i see the blue sky draping over me and as i look down the green abyss smiles at me waiting for me to go back
I went free diving today. And the water is green where I am b/c its the Indian ocean. I bumped into a jelly fish. and the water was cloudy after 10m you cant see the diver.
grey misty haze why pray for better days? silver hues lick moist air in the beautiful world we share puddles painted on the floor revealing your unfocused stare grey misty haze tickling noses blue should be enough for you
why do people not appreciate grey days? do these days not accentuate the vibrancy of the rest, whilst being intriguing and softly beautiful in their own right?