Hush Darling, Just Drift

The silence cloaks my body. Velvety hands that drag me down, Their cold hands leave me so empty... So empty. And from a distance, I can hear my mother, Her voice is a ghost, And it whispers sweet nothingness, I am everything. I am oblivion. I am lost in my mind, And I am drifting around In a sea of words, And perhaps I can cling to one, And it will drag me to shore. I will taste the cotton candy air And smell the fresh inky sea, So salty and clean. Maybe it could cleanse me as well. And my mother is gone, But her scent lingers, In the silence I can hear her, "Hush Darling, Just Drift."