Skeleton On The Sea Floor -- revision

[nikkisto]

It just appeared there one day, fused to the seabed
as one clinically depressed merges with their mattress
or decomposes into couch cushions. Weight fell
like a thick blanket over their face as they slept,
convincing the mind to keep dreaming and the lungs to surrender.
It just appeared there one day, like a woman
of thirty-five suddenly seeing her feet wearing sensible heels,
sitting behind a desk with a picture of a husband and two kids,
unable to breathe.

I've been coming back to this poem for quite a while now, I've wanted to find some solid crit to add before commenting and I struggled to find something meaningful to add. Having said that, I will comment anyway lol Because I think that you've done a great job. I love the imagery of the title and it's link to the depression. And it says something to me that the imagery of the title holds throughout the poem despite what is rather straight forward, not overly flowery language. It's such a short poem to hold such a clear message, well done! I keep coming back to it.