Days went by,
and he was usually high,
sometimes at night, he would cry.

Nothing is the same,
he doesn't like who he became,
he is just a burning flame.

His life is missing its lights,
he is not fond of how he spends his nights,
always getting into fights.

But he wants to numb the pain,
He wants to silence all the emotions he cannot contain,
without her, he was going insane.

He wished that she could stay,
but he knew that he doesn't have a say,
he couldn't stop death from taking her away.