The water is so warm around me.
Fills me with such warmth and love.
Slowly I feel it move,
Down and down, it goes.
The cold hitting my body 
As the warmth recedes 
Soon I am laying in a cold bath,
Wondering where the warmth has gone.

A good friend once told me that this is how depression feels. I do not have depression. I have anxiety. But I thought it was an interesting metaphor for depression. I wanted to write it down to give some awareness. He said once the cold hits you, you feel like the warmth will never come back.