Vegas

Vegas

Drinks I drink
Bring out
The best
Thoughts in

Nights that
Can be
Relateable
To the
Opposite sex

Except
I grow
Weak
Kneed
At the
Thought
Of being

Self
Sufficient
Except
in my
Thoughts

Liquid
Courage
Excites
The evening's
Festivities
Except
I'd rather
Text
than
Speak

For my voice
Slurs
My thoughtful
Confidence
Once
Witty
Now just

Hazy
Like my
Eyes

Women
I'd aspire to
Have
Until
My sobering
Eyes
Make
Contact
With
Reality

Hotel
Pillows
Two beds
Worth

Enough
Not to
Feel
Worthless
But crowded
Overwhelmed and
Lucky
I guess

But at least
The drinks
Were free
And the
Vegas lights
Were
Bright

For without
Either
I'd
Truly be
Alone