Pray to be Content

I pray to be content,
As my anxiety continues to grow.
No one to hear me vent,
And the rain doth turn to snow.

The tears do continue to fall,
Shout now at the ocean.
Still lacking the wherewithall
No clever notions.

Could I feel more pathetic?
Could I look more deranged?
Try to keep it copacetic,
Desperate for a change.

Blood pressure high per usual,
Heart beating at a rapid pace.
My thoughts are straight delusional,
And I miss your face!