Help me

[Freezy]

The distillation of distant pleas
with no hope of anyone listening.
This modern world has overshadowed my fall
from corporate grace,
I just don’t belong here;
I am tired of repeating myself.
I kneel to no man,
no one can find me
and my tears are only sacrificial -
a new kind of opium for the people...
No! Over my dead body
will I fear what I can’t control.
Help me...