Something Missing

I misplaced a thing

At least one

Maybe another

It is so easy to do

When picking up broken shards

And jewels found

Glittering on the ground

So many artifacts

Of a state of mind

One forgets their names

As sanity comes home

Ideas forgotten

While gathering up

Fistfuls of well being

What was it called?

It deserved respect

It once was survival

That cast off crutch

In the back room storage

With a label reading:

"reservations"