What wicked waking day has thou cast upon me?

For fallen forsaken I shall rise and rise again.

Take this turmoil upon yourself for I take you upon my back.

Keep all neurotic speech ever rescinded, for tonight you burn with me.

I stood aside a vast river

I do not know how I have come to be here

The air was dry and the night was dark

No stars were apparent in the sky above

Only the moon gave light to the glistening river before me

A wooden boat stopped aside me sailed by a robed figure

“It is time to cross the river my friend”

He said to me as he held out is hand

“Your work here has come to an end”

“Come with me I’ll take you to the over to the other side
But we must leave now before the tide”

I climbed into the vessel

“Your deeds were bona fide
In you must trust me for I am your guide”

I soon began to realize before me was no man

No mortal man anyway

I began to remember falling ill

I began to remember my friends and family

I began to remember my life

And then I had forgotten

The boatman looked at me with his skeleton face

*“Cast your fears and grief aside for you have already died”