The Pit of Despair

This is my latest psalm. It's done up in the style of the real depressing ones like a lament; "miktam," I believe they're referred to as. Enjoy, or lament. Do whatever you want. 

I'm in the pit of despair, I'm lonely and I'm mourning.

I don't know what put me here, it's face is never showing.

But I will fight it when it's clear, I will punch his lights out.

I will face my greatest fear, and prepare to throw down. 

We were walking hand in hand before it started raining.

Water soaked us to the bone and you began complaining.

You were never quite prepared, you've been speaking nonsense.

You were never fully here, and that's your line of defense. 

We were talking face to face before the power went out.

Left inside a darkened space, you said we should slow down. 

You were never quite prepared, you've been speaking nonsense.

You are never fully here, and that makes you a jackass. 

I'm in the pit of despair, I'm lonely and I'm mourning.

I don't know what put me here, it's face is never showing.

But I will fight it when it's clear, I will punch his lights out.

I will face my greatest fear, and prepare to throw down. 

We've been missing every chance to strengthen our connection.

Never knowing where we stand and making up directions. 

Tell me straight and tell me true have you made me hate you?

It's not clear what we should do, love should make a map soon. 

...ramble on...