down in the dumps

I can’t discern what to utter and to accomplish. something cleaves in me
I crave for this but didn’t desire
I am in pain and powerless to define what is in me that am so flawed. Do I detest life? For this minute am I allowing regrets as true?

No…I don’t want to breathe life as glum & blue I want to deal with it in idyllic manner

I’m cheerless and disheartened.

Pleased hinder not from depicting my true sense in this purported so called life
Assist me in naming all the weakness and wrong events I ended long then
I want to emerge as standard. Just as others. Just as them. Help me please somebody help….! But no one can.. Only i.. Only me..