Depression

I live a plain old life,
I live a simple life,
I live a life, a life no more,
As I peer into space beyond worlds.

I lost something today,
I don’t know what it was,
But I thought nothing of it
And moved on.

I met someone today,
He was sweet and wise,
So charming,
Who was he?

Every time we met,
I had to ask his name
And every time I forget.
What a shame.

I recall every meeting we had,
I recall every conversation we exchanged,
I recall every emotion I shared,
And he seems to never share.

Strange.
I can’t see his face,
What did he look like?
What did he sound like?

Who was it?

Nevermind,
It probably was nothing,
It probably wasn’t important,
I should probably move on.

I took a step,
I took another,
I fell.
Help.

Clawing at the floor,
I tried to get back up,
I call for help,
I think I called.

Minutes go by
And I grew tired,
Dizzy,
And the world seemed to collapse.

With whatever strength left in this worn out body,
I outstretched my hand towards a shadow looming overhead,
I last heard a muffled voice calling out as I dropped my arm
And my mind went blank.

I woke up cold that night,
Oddly cold around the chest
As I stumbled to walk in a familiar blue room
Draped in white.

A wandering breeze chilled my back,
an incandescent light revealed to me;
A shadowy figure extending an open hand
That warmly invited me to open the door standing before me.

Behind the door was morning,
There stood a tree in the distance of the great plain
With laughter echoing about in the air
As I joined them in unbound leaps.

However,
I couldn’t help
But feel like
I’ve forgotten something.