I'm like a wave nocking you over, taking you under and cutting off your air supply. As you sink lower it gets harder to breathe, harder to cope. And that's when you accidentally try to take a breath but you can't. You're under water. So you start to choke, there's nowhere to get air from so you carry on choking.
Then there's a glimmer of hope, you surface and take a breath but as soon as you're up you get dragged back down again. But this time it's worse, you didn't think it could get worse but it has. And now you're trying to hold your breath, trying to sustain yourself until you surface again. But you don't, you don't surface. You just keep getting lower and the surface gets further and further away. So you begin to panic realising how far under you are becoming once again. And then you take a breath, a breath full of water. You start to choke and your lungs are filling up like balloons, that's when it hits you. You're never coming back up, it's too late. You're a lost cause. Un-saveable, unuseful, and un-needed to the world.
I am drowning you.
I am depression.
