I Shoot Up On Words- Sweet Addiction

I shoot up on words
Feeling the surge
Living the psychedelic transformation
Of reality...
Bursting into an explosion of colors
Emotions
Sensations
Surreal existance 
I ride it high
This wave
Knowing my addiction
Is devouring my soul
My mind
My heart
My body
My desires
My dreams
My essence

Withdrawal symptoms…
I’m sick
I wretch
I scream
I flail my arms
Ravaged by nightmares
Fixated by one thought
My next high
My next trip
Into a better place

But the drug is withheld...
To punish
To torment
To subjugate
To tease
And I become part of the living dead
Listless
Uninterested
Unmoved
In hell….

Until…the next dose is prepared
My fix of words…poetry…LIFE
MY DRUG OF CHOICE
And I shoot up
Multiple times

Addiction…
Pure and Sweet
MY ADDICTION...
From which
There is no release
And no rehabilitation.

Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Jad Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 4:05 PM
We share the same addiction and the same love.. poetry, words, letters...... tools necessary to build our own world of imagination, creativity, and passion... a realm where all colours, races, sects, and fantasies are harmonized!! Lovely write as usual Queen Eileen!
Manassian Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 6:48 PM
Guru Jad...go over and read your post, my dear. It is so poetic! :) WOW! Thanks for sharing your thoughts and for the praise. It does my heart good!
Dietrich Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 3:09 PM
I really like how you made an addiction out of something that I know so many of us can relate to. Just wish I could get my hubbie to understand it. He hates poetry! This was GREAT.
Manassian Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 6:46 PM
Oh Andrea....my husband is indifferent to poetry. Hate, at least, involves some sort of passion! ;) Yes...this IS an addiction for me. I can't go a day without it! Hugs!
Bauer Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 2:52 PM
this is an addiction i hope you never kick! great poem...
Manassian Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 2:53 PM
Thanks, Ilene...No...I think I'm hooked for good! :)
Jones Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 2:48 PM
Wow intense....loved it
Manassian Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 2:54 PM
Thanks, Donna! I'm glad I could bring you some joy today!
Lamoureux Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 2:17 PM
I thought I was back in the Seventies again *lol* Great job, I am adicted to soup as well.
Manassian Avatar
February 25, 2013 at 2:20 PM
Richard....lovely to hear from you! Yea....it's crazy...I'm trying to prepare for a class and I keep wanting to write and post and read and live! ;) Take care!
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