Help me in This State

Depression tends to make you cry

Makes you want to die.

You cry tears of fear

They fall like a spear.

It makes your heart mutter

Your nerves start to shutter.

You try to bring yourself up,

Put your troubles in a cup.

It's very hard

To put on a happy garb.

When you feel all is done,

You want to get a gun.

Even with your friends,

You feel you have too many bends.

You think all is lost

Try to feel better at any cost.

Life is supposed to be fun,

Feels like it's all a pun.

It's like a confession