Sedated Endeavours

This time i failed harder than ever
Fallen lower than ever, straight to the sewer
Misery and torment in my eyes
Stay a constant of sorrow and never fade
Was never on my side, the odds of beating fate
On my path, through sweat and blood i wade
Indeed, i’ll be back on my feet
As i inhale a new kind of fumed happiness 
By all the means of weed
I became paranoid, drifting to void 
Thus finally found myself in need
A flawless example of the roots of pure evil 
Slowly wraps and blankets a good seed
Disgusted by the image of itself 
Reflected off all the lies and parade
Opened its palms of appeal and fear
As hope wears, but no angel descends to aid