I thought...

I thought of that whole moment.

I smiled-

but I was sad.

I realized that the more I tried-

the more I failed.

I said-

"I'm recovered" and I smiled-

to hide the fact that I was not.

I looked over the my shoulder and said-

"That's why".

I realized hwo rare it was to settle.

It's all fragile- I'm fragile.

I realized that-

no matter how hard you kick

no matter how high you get-

you will never go all the way around.

Depression.

Depression is a trap-

that you only have one way out-

a long, everalsting, deep, sleep.

So I fell asleep...

slowly, then all at once.

I slept for a long time.

I passed-

I passed, for the first time in my life...

I didn't fail.

I was gone.

I never saw again.

I managed to escape-

the never-ending cycle of depression.

For one time in my life I didn't fail.