Suicidal Nightmare of the Depressed Husband

(just a poem, don't be worried about my well-being :p) Beautiful architecture form the walls of home Wide-open spaces for my loyal dogs to roam Sapphire blues and ruby reds line the borders of my garden Freshly polished Corvette in the driveway is truly a vision My children sleep through the night until morning Safe, tucked in, dreaming of bright futures to come Faithful slumbering wife who won’t leave without warning A man should be happy with all this, but I am numb Depression trumps my emotions like a savage tyrant As though happiness and joy have become absent Not even the wonders of an autumn walk through the forest Inspires me to try to live until next August I’m a selfish man when it comes to life and death It’s my life to live and my life to take My finger gently lowers onto the trigger as I take a breath Nausea and dizziness take over as I suddenly awake My wife asks if I’m ok as the sweat drips down my face Utterly speechless, she takes my hand in embrace I explain the nightmare and how it’s not so much an illusion We agree to seek help to avoid the once inevitable conclusion