A Fairytale I Never Read

I thought I was depressed,
But I was only
sad
heart-broken
craving love, wanting death.

I thought I was sorry,
But I was only
guilty
ashamed
wanting peace, fake forgiveness.

I thought I was happy,
But I was only
breathing
smiling
rotting on the inside, rotten on the inside.

But depression is an empty void,
It's the absence of emotion,
It's death with a heartbeat,
It's thirst quenched with salt water.

But sorry is pinching regret,
It's wishing you were never born,
It's a life indebted to reinbursement,
It's one moment for eternity.

But happy is a simple life,
It's the absence of depression,
It's the absence of sorry,
It's a fairytale I never read.