Must This Be True? Poem by Rachel Gray

Must this be true?
Is this really happening to me?
nothing seems to go right,
And I feel that there is no hope in sight.
does anyone care about me?
do i need to spell it out?
the pain inside of me is causing doubt.
Depression hurts, we all know that,
but the feeling is indescribable
and all of my body falls flat.
I watch everything dance around,
i try to listen, but silence is the only sound.
Tears consume me every night.
I never wanted to be like this,
but i am always consumed in fright.
what will happen if this doesn't end?
Will it be the end of the very few i hold dear?
Will it swallow up my last passion
or forever stab me in the heart with a poison spear?
Either way i'm on the loosing side.
Theres nothing left for me spell out,
They wont take a hint,
and leave me in my room to shout.