Swore to myself I wouldn't ride fucked up

Go for a ride last night

Thought I was sober

Until about halfway down this stretch of sketchy pitch black back road

It was beautiful saw a shooting star

It was so cold

Just on that road

Barely passed any cars

It was so

Dark

Quiet

Thick woods

Winding

Going over creeks

Deep ditches

But then it hit me

Oh fuck I'm high

The anxiety creeps in

The dizziness

The feeling of just letting go and falling off

Wobbly

Almost ruined the ride

I had to turn around and go home

I thought I was fine

I guess I got hit with a second wave

(Weed)