was it ever really gone

I thought it was gone guess I was I was wrong it came back launching an attack how could I be happy it doesn't want me to be happy it makes me mad it makes me sad there ain't exactly so to say a cure yeah it's like a disease a disease that literally drives you to the edge the edge of a cliff,the edge of a knife maybe just maybe I should end it all maybe by using a sharp thing or maybe a fall cause yeah I'm tired but I'll try to live just for you