It's not a phase, just depression

...

As I lit up the lighter that powers up the deathly cigaret in my mouth,
And the smoke that fills my lungs with more sadness and hate,
I look around.
A single tear falls remembering how he died.
A single tear falls as I look myself in the puddle reflection and see who I have become.
A single tear falls when I realize how he changed the world around me,
And most importantly, how he changed me.
Before~ Happy
After~Depressed
Before I was different, I knew better than this...
But after, I don't know why I'm doing what I said I would never do...

~12.12.2017