Reality, Maybe

i think maybe
this is where i belong
down in the dark
with all the colors fading back into themselves
collapsing into
i don't know
something i can't see

maybe this is what the hopeful ones call destiny
maybe this is why people hold on so tightly to things like
faith and belief
fucking optimism

i knew a guy once who shook his head
and bitched about how negative the world was
then he tried to drink himself to death
he believed in something
and i'm the foolish one

this is comfort, here
this is what i know, this is real
this is maybe, possibly
the only thing that's real.