traversing a worlds of dark blue

As I ready the spear
And look to the sun once more for once I arise it will have gone away
One
Two
Three
I grasp air in a smooth motion and lock it away in a steel ribbed cage
No mask
No flippers
No air
I enter as I am
Plunging into the ever darkening abyss I sink
Down
Down I go
How far
Nobody knows
The water to dark
My sight reduced to black shadows sillouted over dark blue
I see it approaching me
This monstrous shape...
Shark.
It hits me
And I do not move as it glides past close though to rub it's sandpaper skin against my darkened flesh
I grab it
In a moment of lunacy and hold tight
But it just drifts along
In this dark blue
With eyes
Those eyes...
That contain more life then mine