"Do you feel like you're drowning yet?", his voiced whispered through the wind.

I feel as if I'm being dragged under. The weight is becoming unbearable. I struggle for air as the water laps over my face. The current pulls me below the surface. Here, I see my burden. I see the many objects hanging from my waist. The current washes over me sending me downward. I am falling, spiraling into the depths. I must ask for help, I must ask for mercy, I must but I don't. I can't. This is my load to bear, and bear it I will as I drown beneath this blue sea.

"Do you feel like you're drowning yet?", his voiced repeated in my head.