Dependency

 

 

 

You fool, I beat you at your ongoing

soul’s civil war

 

Before you knew, I turned you into my

neurotic little w***e

 

You were foolish falling for my unhealthy and

fanatical affair

 

With orgasmic laughter, I raped your soul as

you were unaware

 

Your desire was fed on my many arousing promises

 

I’m aesthetic and came to you in many disguises

 

During times when you felt scared, I was your

blanket for security

 

Dealers helped work my deed of taking away your

inner purity

 

You took me in as I lessened your pleasure capacity

 

You sought me out for pleasure with pure audacity

 

You never woke up, as I watched your family touch

your face and mourn

 

My mission was complete as I looked at your body

so mangled and worn

 

You see, you had fatal attraction to my offering of

deadly passion

 

Rest in peace wasted one, as I destroy the next girl

without compassion

Reviews

[John Stussy]

Powerful piece, i speaks to me as the voice of several intoxicants. It really hit home, and you described the process through which I have seen several friends go through.
From a literary standpoint, the meter of the piece was interesting, not how most would write it, but it worked very well in my opinion. It kind of gave the piece it's own unique flavor. All in all, a good piece.

[Juan]

This is a beautiful yet sad reminder to all of the readres who've either gone through or know someone who has gone through this. Speaking for myself it made me think about my past and feel good to know that I've been able to keep (both feet) out of the grave and sustain a drug free life.Thank you for helping me not forget my past in a wonderfully writen and straight to the point poem.

[Kitty]

Im snapping my fingers right now... That was good!! You have a way of rhyming and you choose your words carefully. Your poems like mine, are not extremely long or short, but you always say so much. This is great Stuff Jenny.. Im interested in seeing you in action when you are creating your poem.. For example how long did it take you to write this? Days? or a few minutes?

You are gifted my friend..

Write on,
Melba

[Emotional Orphan]

Left me feeling that the clock was ticking for me. Reminding me of the times I have been on all sides described here, played all the roles, even the inanimate drug. Felt like addiction was the author, but I was the one who was both victim, and martyr. Lots of reality and truth and brought to light some very old conquered struggles too easy to forget. Too deadly not to remember. Thanks for the good read. The structure and form was well played. So much so that I noticed as I was being played by the words and tone. Well Well Done.
J

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Nice job Thank you :)

[K C Scott]

I really enjoyed this! The subject is creative, the message is clear, and the words are not only clever, but powerful! I look forward to reading more.
:)

[A.r. Bazian]

well... what can i say...
it is said here...
"suffering breeds hearts, either of gold, or of stone, but when it breeds a soul, its always a vagabond's, and its always alone!"
and a vagabond's got his mission!
what is your sweetie?
sufferings feed up our longings for understanding, and our creativity as it unplugs our senses!
now as a poem... i loved it as well!
u've always had your thing... your personal print which mad your poetry specially heart felt!
i loved it!

keep it up
and be well

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

Great job. I like the way you wrote the poem where each two stanzas are as powerful as the next. as a whole it is a very memorable poem. thanks for sharing!

[larryb]

Kudos to you Jenn nicely written and interesting subject :)

[Mr. Lopez]

I loved the perspective of drug to victim of addiction. One taste and many are powerless to fight against the death hold of addiction. I thought that this piece flowed very well.The rhyme scheme was also well done .Great job!

[Yvonne Heidt]

Jeez. A slap in the face - addiction does just that.

Great job, Jenn.