Apocalypse Now

Are we entering the end times!? It would seem so. When I close my eyes I see flashes of our end. My head's reeling, my heart's racing at the thought of living out my days awaiting the end. Silently I pray, maybe to no avail, but still I pray. I ask for a chance to live a life full of mistakes & regrets. For it is better to have lived than to have never lived at all--mistakes & all. Leaving the t.v. on all through the night, lest I awake to find that I've been left behind. Stifled in my own hysteria; I wonder what criteria is required to fall into hysteria? There's nothing left for me to do but to sit in solitude & wait for the beatitude's to reign down from on high. With my eyes turned towards the sky, I watch for a glimmer, a ray of light to shine down from heaven.