Forgetting the past

The smoke billows around,

Swirling and pushing me forth.

I stand by the waters,

That caress my soul.

As I enter a cold ocean,

The waves draw me deep.

The sounds bring a trance,

Lulling me to sleep.

The moon and stars shine down,

Upon me as I stare up at the sky.

The blood of my past, the sins stay,

No matter how hard I try...