Describing a spring evening I recently had

The cigarette left the tip of my tongue
In a Red bull Fueled adrenaline rush
Looking up at the brittle sky, never thought I'd be this depressed having so much fun

I just won the lottery; a royal flush
Feeling so great
So depressed thinking about my own fate
Feeling the air past my face
A tear drops down from my eye
I brace myself for this beaten town
This could be the night that I die
I don't care, I've found me place

I run and run
From what or where
I don't care

The sun slows down
My heart is pounding
I fall and hit the ground
Feet still running

I get pissed and throw a rock
I wipe the dirt off and slow to a walk
I'm all alone, just me
In a euphoric state
I'm more depressed then I ever could be
I'm full of memories and hate
It's getting late

Thoughts sinking into my head
It's a great day out
But I'm better off dead
I hear a distant shout

I come back to reality
Oh, what a tragic place it can be
On a great spring evening
I will cry myself to sleep