My life

My life was a living hell
I was angry, annoyed and mad
But I thought to myself ?I can't die this way
I never want to die sad?
My thoughts were never happy
I wanted to run and hide.
But the depression from inside me
Protected me from suicide.
My thoughts inside made me cry
I wanted to end my hell
But I wanted the happy finish
I wanted it to end well.
I kept thinking of dieing
To stay alive I had to try and try.
Then eventually my happiness was back again
Now I'm too happy to die.

Now I know I won't commit suicide
No matter how depressed or mad
Because of that belief inside me
That I never want to die sad.