You don't have to say you're sorry/To look on further down the line
It's dark down here. I don't know how much longer I can take this. It's cold, so cold. They say Hell is hot, but it's not. They say it's bright from all the fire, but it's not. There is no fire. There is no brimstone. Only water and salt.
I lay upon a bed of jagged rocks upon the ocean floor. I'm all alone here. Nothing comes towards me, not even the fish. I wonder why. My dyed red hair floats about my head like a colony of sea worms when a current passes through my prison. The sun barely touches my skin. I'm so pale in my blue dungeon.
I wonder what I look like now, a shivering mass dressed in something tight and black. I don't know what it is, but it keeps me here. I have struggled, but it did little other then give me something to do. Something other than reclining on my rough, cold bed.
They took my tail. I feel so hollow; I'm no longer whole. My hand rests upon a human leg. It's so strange, no longer the cool smoothness of scales, but the soft down of hair.
I have screamed. I have shouted, but my voice rises away on bubbles of air. Their clearness a break from the constant azure background.
I can't remember, are my eyes blue? Are they green? Or maybe brown? I don’t remember. I want to remember, but something here won’t let me.
“I want to die!” I shout out. I watch the bubbles disappear. My tears mingle with the salt around me. It’s so salty, I choke on the bitter taste. Is this my Hell? Is this my eternity? I lay back on the sharp rocks of my bed. They slice through my water softened skin. My blood floats about me. I can’t see, is it blue or red? I don’t care. I close my forgotten eyes, and I drift into unconsciousness.
It’s warm. The bright sun glints happily off shiny scales. Their blue green color matching the surrounding ocean. Gardens of sea weed sway to and fro in the gentle current. Sea anemones open and shut on the multi-colored coral. Fish of every color dart about, seeking food and shelter.
She twirls about, oblivious to the wonders around her. She’s in love. Her thoughts upon his golden hair, his dark skin. She sinks down to the soft, sandy bottom. Her hands caress her fish-like tail, thinking of his dark red one. His was different from hers. It set him apart from her common race.
“Aeris?” his voice, so deep, calls out her name. She shoots up, almost directly into his arms. His smile is matched by hers. The smile of young lovers.
“Tanis, I thought you’d never come.”
“Would I miss my wedding day to the most beautiful mermaid in all the seas?” His words make her blush prettily. They speak their vows, and then swim off, content with the world around them.
“No!” I scream. I’m awake now. The dream that once soothed me, now torments me. My palms
press against my eyes. I try to push the memories back with pain.
“What have I done?” I try again, but the same little bubbles float away. I curl up again, my only comfort now, are the rocks beneath me. They are the only thing solid in my isolated despair.
I long for Tanis. He would make the pain stop. He would caress it away with his strong hands.
I close my eyes. I don’t care anymore. What does it matter if they are blue or green or brown? No one will see them. Not anymore.
What was that? Something is coming. It’s getting closer. Is it freedom? Is my unjust exile over?
Two worlds apart, two together/Ends with that goodnight kiss away/One takes the hard, one the other/Kiss a way
I lay upon a bed of jagged rocks upon the ocean floor. I'm all alone here. Nothing comes towards me, not even the fish. I wonder why. My dyed red hair floats about my head like a colony of sea worms when a current passes through my prison. The sun barely touches my skin. I'm so pale in my blue dungeon.
I wonder what I look like now, a shivering mass dressed in something tight and black. I don't know what it is, but it keeps me here. I have struggled, but it did little other then give me something to do. Something other than reclining on my rough, cold bed.
They took my tail. I feel so hollow; I'm no longer whole. My hand rests upon a human leg. It's so strange, no longer the cool smoothness of scales, but the soft down of hair.
I have screamed. I have shouted, but my voice rises away on bubbles of air. Their clearness a break from the constant azure background.
I can't remember, are my eyes blue? Are they green? Or maybe brown? I don’t remember. I want to remember, but something here won’t let me.
“I want to die!” I shout out. I watch the bubbles disappear. My tears mingle with the salt around me. It’s so salty, I choke on the bitter taste. Is this my Hell? Is this my eternity? I lay back on the sharp rocks of my bed. They slice through my water softened skin. My blood floats about me. I can’t see, is it blue or red? I don’t care. I close my forgotten eyes, and I drift into unconsciousness.
It’s warm. The bright sun glints happily off shiny scales. Their blue green color matching the surrounding ocean. Gardens of sea weed sway to and fro in the gentle current. Sea anemones open and shut on the multi-colored coral. Fish of every color dart about, seeking food and shelter.
She twirls about, oblivious to the wonders around her. She’s in love. Her thoughts upon his golden hair, his dark skin. She sinks down to the soft, sandy bottom. Her hands caress her fish-like tail, thinking of his dark red one. His was different from hers. It set him apart from her common race.
“Aeris?” his voice, so deep, calls out her name. She shoots up, almost directly into his arms. His smile is matched by hers. The smile of young lovers.
“Tanis, I thought you’d never come.”
“Would I miss my wedding day to the most beautiful mermaid in all the seas?” His words make her blush prettily. They speak their vows, and then swim off, content with the world around them.
“No!” I scream. I’m awake now. The dream that once soothed me, now torments me. My palms
press against my eyes. I try to push the memories back with pain.
“What have I done?” I try again, but the same little bubbles float away. I curl up again, my only comfort now, are the rocks beneath me. They are the only thing solid in my isolated despair.
I long for Tanis. He would make the pain stop. He would caress it away with his strong hands.
I close my eyes. I don’t care anymore. What does it matter if they are blue or green or brown? No one will see them. Not anymore.
What was that? Something is coming. It’s getting closer. Is it freedom? Is my unjust exile over?
Two worlds apart, two together/Ends with that goodnight kiss away/One takes the hard, one the other/Kiss a way