5. 38 am, and still, sleep eludes me.
I hate to say this, but I Envision my death. I have constructed it. I desire to live forever, and know that is possible, if only in dreams.
I see, see the world fall down around me and the struggle of all. I SEE.
I cry, the tears find no home
pick up coins and set me to the river. Set me to the River of the Underworld, to Charrion. Cary me on, when it is my time.
But it is not my time yet. I find love, beauty and humor on almost all and every thing,