A friendly gift.

It has been quite some time since the last update I made here, so this one is going to be kinda special...

I have a friend who likes to write and I found that one of the things he had written was very interesting. That said, I would like to post it here and that I will do now.
The theme he kept in mind when he wrote it was death.

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One sip, an acidic taste. Swallows, throat aflame. Breath, rattling pain. Godless bastard, non-believer, devil's son. A once hopeless dreamer, misty eyed, head in the clouds. No longer. Death, around the corner. Breathing, relentlessly breathing. One more breath, pain, harsh pain, reality closing in. Death, cold sweat, edging closer, ever closer. End near, pain to bear, time to care.

Light washing, eyes hurting, another sip, acid to taste. Shade lingers, death closer, closer still. Pain, relentless pain, always pain, breath of fire. Agony in flame, throat aflame, hurt, harsh hurt. Beating, heart beating, relentlessly beating, still beating, why beating? Death creeping.

Mind flashing, thoughts splashing, less pain. Youth's folly, felony, crime. Imprisonment, heart beating, lingering memory. Visions coursing, time flowing, less pain, no gain. Gain, never gain, always pain. Mind, if blind, an echo. Running thoughts, ideas, hopes, dreams, fool's fears. Pleas, God pleas, please!

Buzzing, ears buzzing, fuzzy noise, much noise. Breath, pain, sound of pain, noise of hurt. A cough, blood, pain, noise. Buzzing, fuzzy noise, fly's voice, dice. Rattling dice; flying, landing, rolling. Hand touching, ear bleeding, death waiting, waiting still. Time to care, a little time, breath of air, pain.

Pen darting, words appearing, whispers. Pages, filled lines, thoughts written, no pain, echo of hurt. Light touching, hand leaving, burn. Paper, white paper, black lines, lines of words, a pen. Dreams, hopes, ideas, darkness lurking. Breath, death's breath, so close, just behind, pen darting, words becoming, lines appearing. No pain, a pen.

One sip, lead pouring. Innocence, youth, life, a child of light. Words forming, becoming to be. Stupidity, foolishness, new, reckless youngling, an imprisoned one. Age, thought, duty, drugs, containment of inner turbulence. Mind, twisted mind, ideas flowing, hand running. Fast, fast words, haste, end is near.

Touch on shoulder, breath, death. Time no more, last whisper. A pen falling, words stopping, lines unmade, story unfinished. Pain no more, memory of reality, a cold embrace. Slow, everything slow, the last sights, light's touch. Distant ships, place beyond, a breath, nothing. Death.



"Inner Turbulence of a Twisted Mind"