fear the worst

Weakened by the weight change, too much too fast, and into the suffering, that fiery world of frustration.  Perhaps the gun's been jumped, but all signs point towards the consequences of decay.  A smiling irony chiming in to ruin goals.  The only hope remaining lies in the understanding that it's for the best, whatever that means.  Burn until the great reveal.  Watch the future unfold and be happy it isn't worse.