Grip the ladder for reassurance
The moss, the slime, they are all mine
And even if they do come down
Can never break through the wall into my world
These selfish moments cut off from pain
And all my hard work up in smoke
All alone, down here, only silence for company
Dreams, fears, memories, winding journeys
Inside of me
Feel the slowly spreading dampness
Conjuring shapes in the darkness
The air is thick, inhale the slime
Fluorescent-lit numbers remind me of time
But what is time down here?