Drift, just like I didn't ever exist right? Just let me float away, no anchor, no support, no reason to stay. Why reality? Why does it always have to be life itself that's the one that stings? The one that brings you back to the beginning, wondering how you could stray so far. I need some shelter soon, shelter from myself. I feel all of it breaking, listening to the sound of the success crunching under my foot like broken glass.

     It's just a shot away..

    Just break me off already, leave me in my ******* head more than I already am. Leave me to think myself to sleep after two days of restless worry about nothing in particular. Nothing. That's it right? That's what we value so much. Nothing. It destroys me more than any drug. It kills me faster than a slit to the throat. I feel it breaking me down.

   It's just a shot away....

    The only one, I happen to be the only one hopeless. Optimism running low. Ready to explode in madness. It's always got to be alone huh? Suffering? The funny part is that they don't even notice. Masking is just the easy part. I feel it all so close. So close to touch... Freedom.. Why can't I reach it?

    It's just a kiss away...

    I taste it, I feel the life coursing through me. I feel my heart pumping in my chest, the blood flowing through my body, the wheels spinning in my core. I feel my existence passing by in seasons. Why is it so hard to achieve? The urge is so thick that I can slice it with any quick movement, motivation at an all time low.

    It's just a shot away...

    Truthfully, I know that in the future, none of this will matter to me. These petty problems will be a thing of the past when we only have room for the present. But when we only have room for the present, we tend to forget the future, and that tomorrow will be today someday. None of this is called for, but it has to be. So it will, and it will continue to. No matter how hard we try. All of it...

    It's just a shot away...