Oh, this tragic life, a storm in my chest,
Each step forward feels like a cruel jest.
Eyes on the future, but shadows align,
Lost in the maze, where the stars won’t shine.

Depression whispers, "You’ll never be free,"
Anxiety chains me where hope used to be.
But deep inside, a flicker of light,
A prayer rises, through the endless night.

Oh, Lord Jesus, hear my plea,
Send a miracle, set my soul free.
I’m still waiting for true love to find,
A hand to hold, to ease my mind.
I’ll hold on, though the road feels wrong,
‘Cause life is long, and I must stay strong.

Days turn to nights, the silence grows deep,
Dreams unravel, and fears start to creep.
But even in darkness, I look to the...