One step

I took a step today.

I opened the door,
looked outside and with all,
the strength in me,
I took one step.

The pavement was cold,
like ice,
but somehow also warm.

I guess when you can't go,
outside, like me,
something like that becomes,
a massive incident.

Funny, isn't it?

How could a disease like,
depression become so,
familiar,
so accepted?

Hell if I know...