The Moment.

Silent as the Gods, escape the prison you live in. Let your senses of right and wrong untie from your body.
This is your moment.
Let yourself forget the screams and shrieks of hatred.
Drink it down. Drink it down. Feel the toxins spread through your veins. The chills start running up your spine, numbing your sense. Your own anesthetic.
Take in the bitter sweet addiction. Your sight blurs and the sounds draw on and on.
It's your illegal gateway to temporary happiness. Forget the permanent consequences, and hold our your hand.
Chug it down. Chug it down. Let your system welcome it. Ignore the whispers of disappointment, and hear the shouts of encouragement.
Be a magician and make yourself disappear. Forget who you are, and lose control.
Double the dousage.
Let it engulf you in a world of numbness. Forget who you are and what you say.
Forget yourself in the night, slur your words and drink it down.
There's a different beat shouting in your mind. Let your body move to the sounds. Flashing neon lights dance in your head. It's a whole different world for the strangers to feel known.
Wipe the fake smiles from your face. Step out of the cage and let yourself be free.
This is your moment. This very night. While the naive sleep. Get out of control.
Rip the dead skin away from yourself. Remove yourself from the body and the eyes.
This is your moment.
Disappear from the words, and come alive in a world full of strangers.
Not even the night will judge.