Inhale...
Exhale...

Hold my breath,
count to ten.

Inhale...
EXHALE...

Desperation.

Hold my breath,
count to five.

Exhale!
Inhale?

Realization.

Hold my breath,
let it go.

It's been taken away,
my guardian has fled his post,
he's given up and turned me in.

Exhale.

Calm.

How easy it is to let go.
No blood nor pain.
Just blank blissful ease into territory unknown.
With my guardian, my panic fled
and with my panic my breathing clung.

Stop.

Ghostly veins and lightened blood.
A thankful smile and a relaxed gaze.
Unseeing eyes that have no more stories to tell.
This story's over with pain forgotten.

Let me go, don't mourn my leaving.
Let me rest, let me prosper in death.
Let me rest in peace.

Peaceful Rest ~ Zenith Ringmaster