Unexplainable

The feeling's overwhelming.
It washes over me like poison
And these tears I cry
They should not be.
I don't like who I've become
And my trustless heart
Does not know where to seek its refuge.
I've heard it's in You,
But I can't seem to get there.
It's like I'm stuck here
In my own loneliness.
And all I seem to know how to do
Is to dig my own cisterns,
All the while knowing
It's not here
That I'll find any living water.

"Come, all you who are thirsty,
come to the waters; [...]
Why spend money on what is not bread,
and your labor on what does not satisfy? [...]
Listen, listen to me, and eat what is good,
and your soul will delight in the richest of fare.
Give ear and come to me;
hear me, that your soul may live."
-Isaiah 55:1-3