A thick cloud of drowning doubts
muddles all the sounds

Vanilla fume encloses my body
and seals off the world

Cold rain is falling
but I feel nothing but warm

I let go I relax
self inflicted pain
is now melting away

The beautiful sound of pocket watches
fill the air with their heartbeats

And my breath becomes haze
then clouds as it reaches the sky

Slipping away
floated on lullaby echoes

The man in the moon's
personal hot air balloon
drifts me off into the moon

Now time
washes away all wounds
the scabs and sores
all fade away

The world is received in waves
by my black marble eyes

My friend Gryphon
sees me off into the night