So much to go wrong
So much that never went right
It's just one of those nights
Where the light never shows
Because the sun hides behind the midnight Blues
Between the whiskey above the counter
The marijuana in my drawer
And these pills in my hand
I don't know what to take first
To cure my anxiety of never being enough
The light that escapes the darkness
And enters my room
From the moon
Shows a spotlight
To what's right
It looms over my eyes
Like something great
That has a mysterious fate
It's too bad I never believed
In fate
-Cnk