I could see the portrayal of depression working its way through the living day. Triggered off at the beginning of the day with a conscious thought the " I got so depressed today", this poem shows a gradual progression of depression and the reasons behind it.
Each stanza depicts a picture that further enhances the dark mood and disillusion at the way things work or do not work. Strange, that the same scenario brings on a positive mood in some. Mind is such a curious part of ourselves.

The last stanza carries metaphors that show suffering and helplessness and guilt.Sin catching up.
"My dreams were full of
blood-soaked lambs and
splintered crosses."
I heard that dreams reflect our mind.

It flows OK.

Write on!