Depression is hard

Harder than concrete or marble

Once you are filled with it

You’re stuck in place

Until something comes along

To soften the invisible casing

I used to never wear a seatbelt

I used to wake up every day

And my first thought would be 

I want to die today

And so therefore I would never

Look both ways before crossing the street

I would never

Wear a helmet when I rode my bike

And I would absolutely never

Wear a seatbelt

And then one day it began to rain

It rained so hard that the invisible casing

That held me stuck in place

Began to deteriorate

The rain stopped

And the light shined through

And right there under the light

Stood you

You changed me somehow

I wear a seatbelt now