My Depression

Voices're already far ahead,
I'm only left behind,
forsaked by friends I dear.

I've only me to scream,
I can only tear alone,
I'm but a wounded soul.

Screaming in agony,
for life's a list of tragedy,
I'm slowly losing my sanity.

Who would come to my aid?
Who would grab me by the hand?
who would lead me out of here?