Not to worry

No worries

Imagine terrible things in your mind
They could happen

Oh no

This is all you should use your brain for apparently

To keep yourself Frozen in fear
and paint yourself
still Dead life

The death cycle of living in your fear
is your high art

Oh your need is great
You make sure of that

The act of worry
is self indulgence

Your great need is a lie
used to cheat

Arm-twisting sympathy from those around you
Leaves you surrounded by people you hurt

You are farming resistance
To giving a **** about you at all

Congratulations on using all of your given talents

To become someone to be avoided


Copyright@2019 Dennis Willis