Depression

No alcohol or drugs do my body partake, Yet, my hands shake and tremble, and my heart's 'bout to break. My nerves are on edge, i cry and breakdown, All hope has long left me, even God's not around. Thinking's a problem, and sleep i don't know, Emotions build up, pretty soon i will blow. Pain deep inside me, fear all about, Darkness surrounds me, to God i do shout. The world's on my shoulders, the weight i can't take. Death seems a friend, i fear soon i will break. I'm tired and weak, i don't eat or go out. Alone i do suffer, death's release my way out.