All the blues

wave upon wave

rocks me

as i lie deep

deep under the water

with weight of the blue

stealing the weight of me.

my eyelids have given up

they have given up

on seeing the blue grey of the sky

the blue green of the water

the mud and rust of my everyday.

my hands have some memory

of wanting to open up

and embrace hope

but even I

the eternal optimist

know this day has me 

and will keep me

weighed down in blues.

for today

the blue inside me 

wins.

tomorrow, i will rise and see the surface

the winds will change.