The last binge beneath a cold midnight moon in the final hours then to our death with the rising sun. Thoughts and reflections from the living has begun. What will be my strange future when I look deep into my eyes? What sinful truth will be revealed there? The mirror reflection of your evil and useless soul left to the worms as they slowly eat away at your flesh. Emptiness of the skull now the resting place for the worms to reside. The rising of the sun worms and bugs begin their feast again as another boozer died after his last breath. Booze will kill us all only to become the food for many strange looking worms. Booze destroyed our soul and created our misery and to fall to our death and liquor becomes the winning contender. Only a few fragments of flesh and bone is all that is left now. The worms have moved on to the next boozer who lays dead next to his party friend. From the start of booze and into a failing life to the final collapse to the ground and then we become cold and dead.
Many people will gaze at the decayed and worm eaten remains with a lesson learned not to use addictions. A sign is placed beside the remains that reads:
. “I said no to sobriety”
. see ya’ next time
