The room swallows my particles as I lie down to breathe
The lights turn on and my ghost disappears
Safe from harm on my island of feathered pillows
where i detach from my backpack of weighted fears

Drink me into the dust
remember, i MUST, i MUST

Grand chairs and lavish bed quilts
surround me as i disappear into sun beams
Weightless, i float around my ideal retreat
where i can fold my dreams into origami shapes

Find me in the dust
remember, I MUST, I MUST

Chills feel like electric screams
running back and forth through faulty synapses
The lights are on but the ghost reappears
I stand up shivering between the boxes and breeze

Swallowed into the dust
*forgotten by the world