Night's Imbibe

My steps are guided in blurs
Too mired to strict any straightness
Against the night
A shadow's on approach
An eerie familiarity draws me
What do I hear?

A shadow's on approach
The tension draws while you near
What do I seek upon my stumble
I'm still pulling myself out the rubble
You pull toward to close the gate
And I'm still laid out open
I greet the soul draped in shadows
A voice confused as mine
Wasn't what I expected
I'm guilty of still thinking
A rod, searching through the pond
What am I fishing through this shallow scape
Bitter waters, to fuel an ephemeral escape
But I'm still wandering through the pond

For a moment, I thought it was you I'd found
Though I'm questioning by the seek
If it was you, then I'd already drowned
Another empty pound for the boat
Another round to mound my bill
There's a deftness to deafen against all reason
I'll excuse it by another round

Circling on the pond
The moon reflects on the surface of glass
I'll wager another sip, to hide away
For I can't visit mine
And the slumber I evade
There's no peace to meet
Not with dreams unheard

Chemistry's sizzling
On what feels, a fraying thread
No home in my head
A lone warring in my bed
Are you so easy to relent to
Think I'll just take to this drink instead.