I've seen this before, it feels familar to me.
Like an old picture you haven't seen in a long time. It's all fuzzy now though. I can't tell if it's from a dream or an old memory.
Maybe the fog will pass and I'll be able to put the pieces back together.
Set off Charon, let us sail for a realm less capricious than this one. A place where oblivion reigns over all.
There, I will rest and maybe find peace at last.