Underwater Breath

Below me, the crashing waves sweep the glistening sands from the shore.

The beautiful blue the same shade as my emotional seas.

The silver moonlight like a piercing reminder of the final moments. 

Moments I count as the stars of the night sky.

I take my first step into oblivion.

The warmth of the flowing blue sending paradoxical chills down my spine.

My limbs part and wrestle the seas like a warrior in battle, facing foes with metal swords and metal armors, but stands before with them naught but a wooden stick.

I fight for the essence I seemed to give willingly.

The life in my lungs become my undoing.

It chokes me from the inside out, blurring my already foggy sight and taking strength from my limbs.

I realize I am fighting a losing battle against the strong forces of the emotional blues.

I give in to the temptation the sea creatures give me.

I take my first underwater breath.