Sound like general depression to me. Like Amy said maybe talking to someone like a conseller can help.
Hope things get better for you
You're lost here, broken and maimed,
I can see you crying, trapped by the endless pain.
Take my hand, I'll be your freind,
Let me hold you and we can go on.
I've felt the darkness too, I want to heal you,
You're not an outcast to me, I know that you are beautiful,
A wounded angel.
Hated by the world, I lie cold and dying.
when I cry, I cry alone,
when I stand, I fall alone.
When I die, is there a scream if no one hears it?
Am I still alive?
I feel so cold.
I wonder, am I still a human, was I ever?
Or did I die long ago?
Someday, I might run across a grave,
under a barren tree, a rope dangling in the cold wind,
blade lying on the headstone,
will I find my own grave? Will I know why I feel so dark, so alone?