Being Underwater
By Becca
Water all around me,
Collecting my body into the waves.
I dive deeper into the ocean,
Looking for the fish.
I feel a rush of adrenaline flowing through my veins.
Deeper into the cean and I feel brave.
Every second under water,
Lets my thoughts flow freely.
Coming up for air with the wind whipping in my face,
The cold air makes me shiver, so I dive back under.
Being under water is better than being on land.
Nothing compares to the sensation of feeling secure under the waves.
It’s as if I’m falling asleep in a warm blanket,
Engulfed by the salty sea.
The moment I come up for air,
It’s like someone released a valve through my body,
Releasing the pressure from holding my breath.
Into the water I dive.
I swim against the waves as if it’s a race.
I swim out as far as I can go,
Then dive deep into the water.
I let myself linger underneath,
Looking around, absorbing the new life I have discovered.
With water all around me,
I swim until I’m all shriveled up like craisins.
If I had the choice, I would live under the water forever
