“Walk this last mile in silence,” he spoke.
“Enjoy your last smoke,” in minutes I awoke.
In time to sleep I fell.
Where am I now?
Feels like hell.
A voice “let no thought be spoken”.
At last the spell was broken by the thunder of a word I heard.
I heard it again and again.
I counted to ten, but to sleep I was once again.
I found myself in a boat with a rope around my throat.
I tried to fly but there was no sky.
I thought for sure I would die.
No reason why.
I reached to touch the water but it was not there.
Then I leaned further and fell.
I kept falling into space.
I was falling so fast as if I was in a race.
But where was I going?
I went without knowing.
As I fell, I wondered where I would land.
It was in a jail cell.
“What am I doing here?” I said.
A man replied, “You are dead.”
I said I cannot die, there is no reason why.
This is just a wild dream.
I tried to awake, but could not.
Like the man said, I was dead.