String Theory

With space not so far away
With the end of days upon us
I look at the lases that bind us together
These strings tell a story
A little theory says that these tell the future
But do i need to know when i die
Do i need to see what horrifying monstrosity defeats me?
I look down at my strings
Connecting to other human beings
And it hits me
My monstrosity is humanity
And with this knife it plunges its claws at my heart
I feel my blood pour out
And my fear float away
And i look down at my body
Another puppet to add to the parade of everyday life
Here on mother earth