Dear Lord...

I've decided to seek help. I have a sadness in my bones and no matter how many highs I have, the low's always return. I am asking God daily to teach me how to pray, be it on my knees or in the silence of the car I cannot make it past Dear Lord...the rest sounds like rambling because my mind will not pause long enough to find his perfect peace.  I am tore up through my soul, a blender knife cutting internally from my brain to my toes. I am sad and I need help.