Infinity, Drug Induced

We fall upward to the moon
as free flowing pieces of instant
gratification and with accepted
sublimination.

Knowing that on this great orb we travel,
into infinity,
we are forever lost.

Without thoughts
or love,
much less serenity.

Our minds full with an endless web
of stories told and woven
into a blanket
to cover our pitiful souls.

We rarely take time to justify
our deeds.
Just fill up
empty spaces
with forgotten days and nights
exploding with faces.

Only thinking of satisfying our own needs.

We praise the drugs, our Lord and Master.

With a kaleidoscope of colors and sounds
We run faster and faster.

Our brain is gone in an empty head.
Floating away into infinity, lost, simply dead."