Tonight is one of those nights I wish I drank.
Wish I smoked.
Wish I had something to take this edge off.
My hands are shaking at half tempo of what my brain is rattling at
The dark side of the clouds are looming overhead
And I lost my way 10 miles back.
I know I will make it through the night.
I know I will make it through the morrow
But just the thought of this uphill battle makes me wish I had something to take the edge off.
Something to ease me into the next phase.