The depression was deep blue,
The color of bruises and veins
Mapping out my journey
Its sharp edges lost to memory
By the jagged white lines
It had been so long
But here I was, standing on the ledge
About to fall
Pushed by emotions
With a reach longer than my childhood
Breath was suspended here
The heaviness in the air reminding me
Some things come at too high a price
A world held together by secrets
Untouched through the years
Now I was back on the ledge
My carefully preserved image
In danger if anyone saw me
I had no answers to give
But one step back was
The promise of life
Dare I take it?