Dark Images

As I wake up dark images shroud my mind Like a storm engulfing the blue sky It's the future I see and my mom in a black veil with tears of in her eyes Could this be someone's death that I'm seeing from where I lay? When they close the casket it is me that I see, clear as day But there is something different about him His body is frail Like what years of cocaine abuse entails He is beaten and bruised Which gave me the clue That I saw the death of the old me Unlike him, I chose to finish school