Cry for help

What am I suppose to do
When all hope falls away
Into the deepest pits of sorrow
My consicence goes astray
I dont have a single shoulder to cry my bitter tears
Nor do I have a sacred soul to confide my petty fears
All i have is the weight of the world crushing my fragile spine
All the lies are eating up
My heart from the inside
So this will be my cry for help
My one, and final plea
I guess God wouldnt let this happen
If it shouldnt happen to me