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Time stands still as she waits. She hears a voice calling her.

She fears the worst, and has no clue what to do.

"Hello," she screams into the blank abyss.

"I am lost and in need of a friend!"

With no idea what to do, she wanders about,

wondering if any of this is real,

or if any of it is worth it.

She sees people, happy as can be.

"HELP," she cies out,

but nobody hears her. They see her,

push her, taunt her.

"Come into the light," they'd say.

"We will help you out." They reached out their hands as if to summon her up,

but move away when she tries to grab hold and get to safety.

She feels trapped, and wants out of the abyss.

What abyss? The abyss that is the darkening of her mind,

the abyss that is the crippling loneliness she faces.

Nobody sees her for who she truly is.

She sees all,

Accepts all,

Such is the way of life.

For nobody sees her for the man he was meant to be.

One pill down,then another.

Twenty gone, but (s)he is still living.

(S)He cries.

One noose tied.

when down the hall comes the one who caused all the judgement.

Under the pillows goes the rope.

Book in hand,

Nobody is the wiser.

Attempt after attempt,

Each making him feel more of a failure.

Twenty-five pills down,

And somehow he lived.

Disowned,

Abandoned,

Ripped away from family and friends.

"This is it," he thinks to himself.

"I have now truly lost all will to live."

Then, out of nowhere, a prince in disguise breaks down the walls and battles the dragon.

The dragon named depression.

The prince won.

I am safe.

I am home.