Bottle of grain

I bought a bottle of grain a week ago.

It's my just in case.

There are nights when I lay in bed and

I never want the sun to come back up.

I close my eyes and the night passes so fast.

The sun comes back, brighter this time,

As if to taunt me and my failure.

The jungle juice calls to me.

Another night staring at that 750.

Just in case the darkness doesn't end.