Stranded

There are times where i feel like the world is closing in on me.
There are times where i feel a dark cloud upon me.
There are times where the sun just don't shine anymore.
There are times where the air i breathe becomes thinner.

Is it just me?
What made me feel this way?
Is it all just made-up?
Is it something that will last for a long, long time?

My days aren't as bright as it used to be.
My garden of roses doesn't bloom no more.
My river of purity doesn't seem to flow.
My senses have no direction.

I'm stranded.
Alone.
Cold.
I'm deprived.