Depression
i drown in my ocean of regret
sinking lower with every passing moment
it has gotten so cold
i cant feel anything
deeper and deeper i sink
i sit on the ocean floor
talking to the fish
while gasping for air
only pulling in water
no longer panicking
ive been here too long
becoming accustomed to this life
i wait for a life jacket
to pull me ashore
but hope is a scary thing
it saves you
or it kills you
This poem is about:
Me