I can feel it coming on. It'll be here before my eyes close tonight. And who knows how long it will be before it passes.

I'm restless. Something in my life needs a change. A drastic shift, and I can't find it. Till I do, depression will surely set in. I'm prepared, I've done this many times before.

These leaves are starting to darken.
The edges drying; the tips curling.
The restless wind will wrestle them free,
And till then, I'll be a tree withering and waiting.

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