scared

Lighter than yesterday yet still so heavy. My stone like heart keeps sinking. Slower than before yet still in motion Is gravity the only culprit of my downfall? Is my situation the only responsible for my depression? Why can't I stop sinking when my arms are giving in and my breath is running out? Why do I have to fight just to breath. I don't think I remember what the surface looks like. I'm scared I'll discover the bottom of the ocean before seeing the surface again. I don't think I have strength to fight anymore. I'm scared I already took my last breath Maybe I wasn't as strong as I thought. Maybe my life wasn't worth saving.