I stand still on the ocean floor.
Sea water floods my lungs but I maintain my breathing steady.
I stare at what lies ahead of me, what was once blue rays of sunshine is now a marine abyss.
Sea weeds are tied around my ankles, keeping me from floating up.
I could untie myself but I've forgotten how to swim.
What if I end up drowning or even worst lost?
I don't want to lose myself to bright lights.
I'd rather stay lost for the city but found by me.
Maybe I'll rise when the water will evaporate along with my insecurities.
