I have been waiting, nervously for the inevitable. Lest I've mistaken, I think it is coming. Looming, approaching, waiting to jump as I turn a corner. The signs are there, all over actions and words. Or rather, the lack of it.
End this misery. Don't push too far. When it happens, be kind.
Lives used to orbit around one and other. Yet now they rush through void. Being sucked and swallowed into the Hole.
Depression, you are doing it again. This time, just go the whole yard, and let it loose.
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