Tonight's just want of those night that I just wanted a drink
Is it cuz I am thinking too much?
These nights are getting more often.
I spend more time at night looking out my window then just staring at my computer screen.
The drinks make my eyes hazy that all I see are just black shadows with yellow dots.
Breathing in chemicals as I mourn on my despair.
The nights became my true friend
The nights became a place for me to unleash my true self.
When night comes my ugly side wld show.
Leaning against the cold bars of my window
The smell ashes waking me as every minute passes.
Tonight was too much
Another forced sleep I try and lay
With my worries behind.
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