Here's How I'll explain it Sleep it is always seems to how I escape. I know some find it natural to go to sleep and wake up renewed. It's different for me it's how I survive. By the time sleep is beckoning me to him I am in such a state I could be shot and not care. It's a dangerous state where thoughts are irrational and reality is vague. Yet this is that same time where I've begun to sense something new. Yes the depression is still there. Now a chasm comes. Sleep veils it and allows it to seem non-existent around others. Once alone the barrier is ripped away and I fall once again. These tales are what happens during those times. Those times where I feel the darkest parts of me creeping over my soul, masking who I truly am.