Depression scares me...
How that one person can be all giggles and laughs and gossiping whispers with light chuckles.
A fire burning so bright you might have to shield your eyes.
A shoulder to lean on, a shoulder to cry on.
But as soon as they're alone, they're hit by a truck which knocks them out and then they're just there lying in their own blood.
And sometimes if they're lucky enough someone comes to their rescue and saves them from their own misery, but then again,
sometimes no one finds them...
not until they're gone.
