when i get back to me, i get back to you

depression has its own definition to define somebody.i dint know this 'me' before i came to know this phase.everything i knew about myself falls abruptly obsolete. and everytime i look for myself again or try to hold on the shore..i lose it..i drift away from everything at sight. i feel fragile..i feel lost..i cant keep pace with the things changing around..i feel blown away. there used to be colors around me.but for months after months its all blue & gray out there.i want to paint them again.but all i do is to blur them more...