Feeding The Addiction Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Feeding The Addiction

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Maybe there is story here.
Maybe there is not.
We spin all kinds of tales for different reasons.
Some more eccentric and intricate.
So outrageous it couldn't have come out ones mind with living at least part of it.
The truth in a web of lies.
Designated with one purpose.
For your enjoyment.
Entertaining fairy tales for the sake of the memories they allow you to relive.
Have you ever written something then when you went back and re-read it a while later there was this I remember that moment.
That is the thing most authors don't or won't tell you about.
Everything is your memoirs no matter if it is based on fact or not.
For those images don't just evaporate out of your head.
There are locked away and all one need is a single trigger.
A emotion, a special phrase, a character, a wonderful creature crawling along a fickle path.
Nothing is constant.
Nothing is completely or comprehensively stable.
A roller coaster from great heights does amaze if nobody else but you.
It is a wow I really said or did that.
I think I must have been really insane but never the less I really liked it.
The pill popping patent pending addiction.
Engrossed in feeding the habit that you can't escape from.
And why would anybody want to?
Because it is the purest form of self reflection.
No greater high can be reach.
The numbness of all extremities.
So stimulating that no amount of rejection could ever persuade you to stop.
The attention you might or might not get doesn't matter in the land of make believe.
Because your not looking for the next sweet deal.
But instead just more words to feel.

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