She doesn't want help. Her world crumbles like fallen dominoes in a chain reaction of unfortunate events that push her deeper and deeper into the water. Her feet can't touch anymore. She's struggling to keep afloat. Her arms are tired of taking all the work. She's short of breath from constantly having to catch it. The struggle to keep her head from immersing is becoming too much for her to handle. She will sink deeper. Begin choking on water and losing her vision from sinking. The water rapids take her under. Shes lost all control. Her head is stuck with the thought of the fact she knows she will not make it. But she doesn't want help. She has lost all hope. She begins to drown. She apologizes for not being able to keep her head above water when the rushing tides come calling. And she is sorry for not being strong enough to handle all the pressure weighted on her sorry life when all anybody ever wanted was to see her float.