Apparition

Suffering from depression
I wander into the dark
Embracing the blackness
And longing for death

Trapped inside and losing my mind
I try to escape the state of my pathetic life

Rising from the wastelands
I coldly emerge
Looking for a shimmer of light
And a purpose for being
I will survive

Reform my mind, turn from the lies
Discover a renewed reason for living

Oh, God, I long for release from this depth
This hole in the ground where I dwell

Unless you raise my wounded soul
I will not survive my hell
Help my weary feet to stand
And take me in your hand

Here I stand, my arms are raised
Ready to believe
Take away my pain and guilt
Alleviate my grief

I was once a working man
Restore my failing health
And if you answer my desperate cry
I will humbly receive