I woke up from what I thought to be reality,
but then realized it was merely a dream.
What I thought I knew, I never had.
And what I thought I’d always seen—
they were someone else’s forgotten memories,
in which they drove me mad.
All of these things, I’d never done.
And all of these people, I shouldn’t know.
This wasn’t my life. I was already gone—
simply an afterthought,
a lonely ghost.
But what was I doing here?
My life should’ve ended by now,
and I could finally move on.
So, what happened? And how?
Was I given a second chance,
or were my last moments already near?
My mind couldn’t take it anymore.
I was losing what little sanity I had left.
I wanted to jump ship, and sink to the ocean floor—
that would’ve been my best bet.
Unfortunately, I had unfinished business.
I needed answers. I needed to know.
I needed to know what happened before I let go.
And so I remained a lonely ghost,
until I found out how it was I died.
Tears then streamed down my ghostly eyes,
for I feared I would never know—