Depressive To Selfless

Please tell me why do I feel like this? my life is so good, safe, to most it’s bliss then why do I sit all day, just weep and cry thinking that things will be better if I die, there must be some reason why I feel so blue someone to repair my sorrow with happy glue I see no future just sad memories of the past good things in my life disappear, die never last, I never dream day or night, they turn to nightmares, knowing I have loved ones, thinking no one cares these are just thoughts, a figment of my imagination emotions of a human being, a cry for love and affection, I know places of beauty, places that I want to visit yet my mood and thoughts, my ability they prohibit my need to write, my need to express how I’m feeling impossible laying on my bed staring at the ceiling, knowing that some people have atrocities to contend people fighting for their lives, can’t just comprehend here I am drenched in self pity, out of control, selfish I know for sure one day I will recover, life I will relish, make a significant difference, weep and cry for others, pray for peace amongst fellow sisters and brothers, my problems will be insignificant in the distant past I will dine on forgiveness, I will find a path to follow never again will I enter the darkness of selfish wallow, now all I need to do is exercise my unwanted demons expel distorted thoughts, exchange for good reasons I will, I want to make my life better, need to repossess then be able to help others, their problems I’ll address.