The Floater.

Floating away...physically I am here, but mental is slipping. I take another pull of the L, my mind blasted into outer space. I see the stars drifting past my vision. I just passed the milky way. Not a care in the world, throwing all caution to the wind. I watch as it all blows away, like the smoke rising the tip of this L. Drunk off the shots of goose I swallowed earlier, feeling the Patron running through my veins. Nice of the Erk & Jerk, I drank that just to ease the pain. I sleep away during the sunlight and awake before the sunset. My lost soul awakens at night. I am ready for the night, all the flashing lights. The music beats through my body, as I am riding down a highway with no control...I am gone...call me the floater.