The blaming should end

I was wondering if I could still reach them. It's too far from my hand, but I still chose to do what I had to do to reach their hands, but I could not. What else can I do? I'm having a little amount of oxygen as I go down deeper into the ocean. I'm having a hard time breathing. I still can't get them out of the ocean and push them up to the land so the victory will be ours, but things won't work that easily; my limits have reached me. And they're all staring at me like, "How dare you not even reach my hands?" "Is that all you got?" Is it my fault that I got tired? I tried my best while you did nothing. So the blaming should end. Because it's not my fault anymore.