Alone

I was alone and scared in that deep, dark world of depression.

No one ventured near me, for I always wore a sad expression.

No one reached out a hand to help me out of my dark hole.

They thought I liked my life just fine, though I was just playing a role.

The people I used to call my friends, they all turned against me.

Everyday they teased and taunted.

No one knew how much it hurt.

They never saw the tears I shed.

At one point, I even thought of dying.

Cause it seemed, no one cared.

But at the last moment, I was pulled out of my dark world.

Someone showed me they cared.

They lent a hand to help me heal.

Now I know how precious life really is.

I can’t imagine ever trying to end my life again.