As a wave of nostalgia crashes upon the sea of depression,
It makes staying afloat harder.
The struggle starts to intensify,
Your breaths become shorter.
You start to drown,
All you see is red
As your wrists are kissing razors.
Your tears are a storm approaching,
Your thoughts are the lightening.
You have drowned completely.
You're too deep under to swim back to safety.
You can't breathe,
This is it.  
Its taken over you.  
The sea is now above your head,
Surrounding you.
There's no way to escape it.
It has control of you.