Metaphorically Gone

Clouds.

Some people may not even realize this. I did not even notice until today. The clouds that we see in the sky tell a story. The story of a depressed girl or boy.

(((Assuming it's a sunny but cloudy day)))

As the sun rises in the morning we see the ever so bright sky and the clouds floating along. As the day brights at the middle of the day then dims we still see the white clouds among us. During the day is the only time we see the clouds. I like to think of the clouds as the smile depressed people put on their faces when everyone else is looking. We pretend to be happy when people can see us.

Then night comes and the light starts to fade. The clouds are always so beautiful before the sun actually disappears. They are full of colors and brightness. I like to think of this time of the day as the part before the depressed person goes to bed. Notice, I did not say fall asleep, I just said goes to bed. The person pretends like they have had a wonderful day and shoe darkness. Little do they people surrounding then know that they are moments away from total darkness.

At the time when sun is no longer noticeable there is still a progressing in darkening blue sky. At this time the clouds turn a dark gray color. This is known in the walk towards the bedroom door. As we turn away from anyone around us, we begin to show our real colors. Not completely lost it yet, but on the edge until we are closed behind our bedroom door. The bedroom door the darkness that come with night.

Once the door is shut, or in the clouds case once the sun is completely gone, we are in the dark. Unseen and unnoticed. Gone until tomorrow. Lost in our own minds.

The following morning we begin the endless cycle of trying to hide things once again by putting on a happy face. By letting the sun shine to hide the dark depressing night.

The worst part is, like the sun rising and falling, it never ends.