Inanimate Virus

Inanimate Virus

A Poem by BlueRibbon
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Addiction Controls The User.

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It bleeds like a virus.
You infect the soul, and your heart becomes nothing.
You whittle away, only thinking the last breath you take will be one that feels amazing.
Not only does the high complete you, it creates you.
It tells you that this is it, you can start over again
it breaks you, it tells you you never can escape it
You run not from it, but from yourself. The you that isn't doing this.
You feel no fear, because running away is easy. The option is just to continue.
Then you hit a block.
You meet someone.
And everything they are you love
Everything you are, they love
Except, you hate yourself because you're high.
This isn't the you they love
This is the you they use
and discard
like an infected needle
You replace their desertion with more.
You replace love with escape
Soon, the escape becomes your only love
You get controlled by the source
Everything in you, dies.
You come back to your life, no more yourself. No more the face in the mirror. Just a discarded body, used and dead.

© 2015 BlueRibbon


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Harsh reality, but it is what it is. Those who experiment it and get sucked into it become zombies to its control and power over them. They're no longer themselves. They're nothing without it. They would die for it, they would kill for it. You are on spot. Interesting choice of format as well. Either you were texting to yourself because you had no other means, or you meant for this intentionally. Like we are druggies of smartphones, sustaining our life force only on that. Brilliant either way!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Harsh reality, but it is what it is. Those who experiment it and get sucked into it become zombies to its control and power over them. They're no longer themselves. They're nothing without it. They would die for it, they would kill for it. You are on spot. Interesting choice of format as well. Either you were texting to yourself because you had no other means, or you meant for this intentionally. Like we are druggies of smartphones, sustaining our life force only on that. Brilliant either way!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very good flow, I've never done anything worse than smoke pot once or twice, I think writing like this is important for anyone to read who is starting to experiment, it will scare them into stopping maybe?
Good job.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

BlueRibbon

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much! Yes, this was worded to have people avoid using hard drugs like cocaine, meth, et.. read more

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BlueRibbon
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