The turqoise liquid that appears so vast is split from its calmness as it takes to my skin, to my impact of force. Its perfect image ripples as soon as any type of connection is made; something so perfect now seems ruined.. My reflection that was once held in its palms of blue tranquillity is now nothing but shaken water.
I dive deep down, beneath the surface where no hand nor soul can reach me nor can touch. Where nothing actually matters, no words said by any person can change the way it feels to float freely beneath the wonders of the world.. Yet I know that however beautiful the surface may look when the sun's rays are reflected off to create the perfect glisten that brightens up the day, or however sensational it may feel to plummit beneath and not to feel anything but the salt water against your face..I still know that the ocean has its scars just like any person who has scars beneath their beauty. Hidden scars; hidden behind the beauty of the smile that enlightens everyone, a smile that only exists because without it the scars would show. I know that, and at last I can be unperfect, knowing that just like the rest of this vast image of a world, there is someone out there like me.
Back to reality now as the seas' current hits me, and all clarity and tranquillity that held me hand in hand has vanished, and panick kicks in as I rush to the surface where things seem to look prettier. My eyes are shut tight and my vision of floating under the surface for infinity slips away as the air fills my lungs and once more i have returned to the outside world..where things can happen and people can change. Words are exchanged and unsaid thoughts and feelings are left stranded beneath layers of memories. I feel so empty, yet i still have the rest of the world besides the bottom of the ocean and this doesn't forfill me at all. It was a place where no hand nor soul could touch nor reach me, but things changed and now all I can feel,
right now is emptyness.
