Fearopolis

The stars are aligned for a gruesome battle,
I fear this may be my last,
for ignorance doesn't come cheap,
but a bottle of absinthe does.

Death is not the immenent disaster,
but what follows is.

I often wonder what is worse,
living in a world in constant worriness,
an unpleasant aftermath,
or nothing at all,
just an empty shell buried far beneath the surface,
invaded by earth worms and dirt.

These things we never know,
except the last breaths and flashes before our light blows out.

These are not sad sayings,
they are a reflection.

One that pummels the dark thoughts,
and puts happiness back into the heart.

Fear is our greatest weapon,
and should be used sparingly,
for if you learn to control it,
you can out wit the universe.