Depression made me write this. My words are my feeling and this requires no title to me

I can't breath,
Heart racing,
Tears falling,
Next move is all thats left,
The questions,
No now it's the question,
Shall I die,
Die the death I should have died many years ago,
Back when I was alone,
Back when I was nothing,
The past has catched up,
Now the only path I can take,
The only one I'm left to walk on,
Leads me to what I feared,
My own Death....