Breathing Underwater

scraps of paper
with my life etched
upon them

float down from the clouds
like a light summer rain.

falling into pieces
my mind has been shattered
and I'm a blank hole,
waiting to be filled
by the extraordinary

I'm an open book
pages blank
and begging
to be covered
in script

words flow through
me like water
the gentle lapping
of a stream
upon the shore

brand new
born today
markings of mortality
written across my face

I live in silence
equal only to
the deep blue
of the sea

floating underwater
a body no more
technically I'm dead
but I've never felt so alive.