The Punch

I smile.

I enjoy my day.

I see good people.

I do good things.

I feel it.

Confident.

Comfortable.

Happy.

I make someone feel good.

Suddenly,

I feel the punch.

I feel the fist of depression.

I feel each of the five fingers:

Worthless.

Waste.

Alone.

Dumb.

Unlovable.

I feel them, right in the gut.

I feel them, right in the heart.

I feel the good feelings vanish.

I feel the good things disappear.

I feel the good people slip from my memory.

I feel the day leave me.

I fake a smile.

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