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

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