SON OF DEPRESSION

I pray I get over this
the scourge of disappointment bewailed me,
my earnest anticipation seeming longer
my dreams farther than before,
I'm hopeless and sad.
who could help me feel my pains?
my soul shattered
pressure everywhere around me.

I pray I get over this
I'm in the world of my pain
no one to share with me,
the pie of boredom swallowed by me
my friends?
just having fun and catching cruise,
I'm nakedly alone in my depression
I'm left alone to think twice
options now seeming optional,
dreams fading off destiny

Lord let me get over this,
been thinking about many things,
overthinking my brain box
thinking of taking puff puff