As I wait to pierce the mystic veil, my eyes betray me as to what is real. Visitors come to give me a glance, as to whats across that great expanse. I fear not the end but the transition, from this life to what lays beyond, a journey of wonderment and terror, a young life soon to be gone.
Friends long since passed, mouths binded from telling truths, Sad eyes reveal that its coming soon, aboard that ship, I must travel. The ferryman awaits my arrival. Everyday I wake seems surreal, mistakes revealed, the future i'll never create.