suit up.

envelop myself

in foamed neoprene;

flaws are seen.

left leg, right leg,

left arm, right arm.

stay calm.


zip up;

buckle up.

floating oxygen

now heaviest impedimenta.

protection,

or burden?


dive in;

it's time.

a collaboration:

impedimenta and gravity

pull me under.

terror turned beauty;

ridges of color

inhabited by all.

peace;

joy.


descending;

waving sun

begins to set.

colored lives now

mere memories.

twilight zone:

joy and depression

battle for the depths.


darkness won,

depression won.

eyes rendered useless.

eardrums enter overdrive.

life became lifeless;

dark thoughts feed

on my fragile,

pulsating heart.

whirling,

tormenting,

yelling:

oceanic tyrant.


i am dead weight;

pressure of oppression

crunches my chest.

something about the crunching

bothers the brain;

i

Am

MORE.


Fight Back,

says the brain.

firing nerve cells

shoot down my

swallowing body.

adrenaline revives me.

eyelids spring open;

realization.

revelation.


look up,

a sliver of white.

Mariana Trench...

it has a peak.

way up there,

is visionary beauty.

tyrant must no longer manifest.


take it in.

in the manifested wisdom of my trench,

blue whales dance.

beauty, my friends,

can be found anywhere.

you just have to seek it.


NOW


Rise Up;

because

I

AM

MORE

than depression and

tyrannical thoughts.

I

AM

the graceful blue whales

finding joy within depression.

I

AM

bottlenoses playing in wakes.

I

AM

the waving,

glistening sun.

I fight for joy.


climb up,

rung by rung.

impedimenta nonexistent.

peering over the edge,

i remember this:

d

e

e

p

d

e

e

p

d
o

w

n

joy can always be found in the Mariana Trench.