Show you happiness

I wish I could help you,
and let you into a world
of laughter and joy;
instead of depression, slit wrists,
and oh, boy.
No counselors or troubles,
where we all were happy.
Until that secret,
the horrible one you shared.
It brought you down,
more than ever.
You're slipping away, from this life.
Don't count your troubles,
count your blessings.
Because you need some cheer,
to replace hate, anger, and fear.