Madness is My Friend

“Death, I long for death.”

“Death? That whore? I suppose I could introduce you. We are old friends you know. But Death is nothing special, gets around to everyone. Ever heard of the Kiss of Death? Everybody receives it in their own time. I could very easily call him if you wish, but I have far greater plans for you.”

“Please, just leave me be.”

“No, no, no, don’t you see? You should be honored. You will meet Death in due time, as all do, but very few have the honor of befriending me. Many have claimed to have met me, have claimed I had them in my grasp, but very few have the honor of actually greeting me face to face. Stare, human, into the face of Madness, true Madness, and do not be afraid. I can be your friend if you allow it, or your worst enemy. I can offer you joy, an escape from this pain your sad pathetic life has dealt you. Do you really wish to run into Death’s embrace? Do you truly believe you will be free in it? No, boy, think again. I am freedom. Take my hand and you will be free forever.”

“Why? Why are you doing this?”

“Because I wish to help you, my dear companion.”

“I’ll never be free.”

“Yes you will, friend, yes you will. All you must do is abandon your senses and trust in me. You shall indeed be free. Trust in your new friend Madness, I will take care of you.