Blue is the color I feel. Tis also the shade of my wet world that is so unreal. Swiftly the silent rage; spinning me around and around like star-fish in a hurricane in my underwater cage; I float along as a cork; on an ocean of my own dreams, forever changing direction for eternity free.
No tide to turn. No sea swells to swirl; the undertow of my blues slowly pulls my back under to the real world. Rippling colors glimmer in the silence abound.
The pressure builds as I go down; deeper and deeper to my airless dwelling; if I'll ever come back up there's no telling. Tiny, tickling bubbles all around me; my only true friends. Aqua blue bellows crystals rise to the surface; the beacons of my life's essence.
We all need air in the end.
I'm a strawberry emersed in a sea of blue champagne. A HuntsBerry!
Lord Thomas...King amd master of my imaginary H20 domain
THE END
Close your eyes. Take a deep breath. Say; "Okay, Let's do this!" Then hold on. It's one crazy ride.
-Awilda Aponte-
