Aquatic

I am here at the bottom. I lie with moist sand beneath me and the blue blue blue stretching out above me. Here at this depth the sun barely reaches me and it is dark.
The water ripples and shimmers around me. I am swayed gently by the motion, like a mother rocking her child to sleep.
There is no sound here, only sight and motion. It makes the inky blackness that swirls above me more sinister. It is closing in on me. I try to fight it, but am paralyzed; only moving with the water.
The fish are interested in me and I watch them like aquatic fairies through the blackness. When the dark is complete, they will come back and eat out my eyes.