Drift away

I'm drifting away,
these dreams, thoughts, imaginations.
They take me somewhere new,
more exciting than this drab, dreary place.
This isn't about you anymore,
i'm going away.
Packed my suit case the other day.

My brain has capsized.
stress
pain
love
hate
I need to get away from here.

Drifting
drift
drift away.

Let me get away
just
for
a
day.

Never less, Never more

Don't talk about yesterday, or tomorrows,
lets talk about now.
where are we?
who are we?
when will we be who we've always wanted to be?
questions fill our heads like endless quotations, and what ifs, who cares, so what's.
the endless stream of thoughts ransack my brain.
who ever thought life was simple, or easy, obviously wasn't living...

I want to be this, and do that, and see all.
But by the time I can, and have money, and life sorted out for a few minutes.
I'll be tired, and old, and wrinkles will start to appear on my skin.
like a little scaly reminder that my years have ticked   on and on,
and the little life that's still in me... Will soon be gone.

P.R

She lied, then I cried, then he came inside,
now shes burning a high way to hell.
Shut the fuck up when I'm trying to think
I've got to keep my concentration, give me one more drink.
Then I try to remember all the advice that my good lord told me.
And all the lost souls say..
Everyday I wake up alone.
Just kill
me.

Utterly useless

Stop.
Start.
Stop...
Start.
All these endless possibilites are getting to my brain.
Do this, Do that.
Make a decision.. NOW
But don't be wrong.
Start.
....
Stop.
repeat.
How do I know what I want, I've only been on this earth 19 years.
Thats nothing.
And when I think of that, my brain starts to think of how utterly useless I am to this world..
Compared to a planet, I am a speck.
Compared to the moon, I am dust.
Compared to the universe, or even heaven, I am utterly useless..
But my brain is ever growing, and learning, every minute, second, hour, of every day.
So I must mean something to this world..
Right?