I was the right ready

 

     But my eyes

        Were askew

      Too many pills

                  At midnight

      My thoughts were on sweat

           And nervousness

      Definitely not a good time

          The balance lay in somewhere

     Outside my reach 

       Two roads diverged

        But my roads always 

      Converged

      To the habit trails

      Like a man climbing 

The stairs

Wishing for forgiveness 

Redemption