Lost in depression

Something inside me screams
And yet another something cries
Looking up searching for sorrow
In heavenly eyes

I don’t need sympathy
I don’t want comfort
I don’t need pity
I don’t want help

Don’t cuss
Don’t yell
Don’t touch
Don’t tell

I’m missing something vital
I don’t know where to turn
I’m lost in a wilderness I made
I’m looking for what makes my soul yearn

And yet I don’t want love
Or pity or tears
I want smiles, but not help
I want truth, the whole truth not lies

And still I am lost in a wilderness
Of my making, hating everyone,
Pitying only me. I have no cares
Nor empathy, I am well and truly lost.