Chicken drumsticks, deep fried,
no match for a stressed out stomach.
Missed parties are always better when missed.
Redemption for being excluded,
insistence on endless lights and pavement.
Guinness, gin, and a shot of fireball,
horrid cinnamon with an aftertaste of salt.
Sudden burst, mind blown,
before the night is over.
In one moment anything can change.
A night, a mind, a life.
When everything has changed, it is impossible to deal with the impending sameness that saturates the minutes of a day, each same second, penetrating the differences felt in the soul.
One experience, no trust.
And the silence especially deafening,
the silence rings so loud.
Unspeakable secrets, truth.
About the Creator
EMKAY
Writing was my first therapist. I talk to professionals now.
WHAT DYING FEELS LIKE
Understanding what it feels like to die has long intrigued and, admittedly, unsettled many individuals. Scientists have made significant strides in elucidating this enigmatic process by delving into the experiences of dying individuals. Recent research has delved into the brains and bodies of dying individuals, shedding light on the sensations and phenomena accompanying the transition from life to death.
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