ADDICTION- The Truth

Addiction. In our world there’s nothing more terrifying than that. All these psychopathic killers, violent husbands and even evil spirits, they are all frightening examples of chaos. However as true as that might be we tend to overlook the fact that at the end of the day it is their addictions that make them so. All addictions bring you to only gain a considerable amount of pain unless you use that deadly feature the right way. For example, craving success including fame and glory. Now that by itself is just plain normal, however if it gets out of hand and you start going to just about any extent then you can say it’s time to stop your addiction.

Every person on this earth today faces some form of addiction. Some enjoy the ride while others are cautious from the start of it so they fortunately can’t reach the finish line.

Now again I am not saying addiction is bad, what I mean is that all the people who drink, smoke, love someone, hate someone and so on let the resulting obsession control them. We should always be in control of everything that we do and every decision about what we should do. Simple rule to follow if you don’t want to get corrupted.

We all know that there are millions, even billions who go to bars and have shots, sit with their closest chums at home and share a big bottle of Jack Daniels. That’s fine, we live in a world where not everyone can celebrate with champagne. There are reasons to drink as long as those come once in a long while, the point is to not become an alcoholic. Some find getting drunk as fun, these people are the ones who have the ability to mingle with every type of people, even aliens.

Although you know, I really cannot fathom why a person would really get themselves addicted to something that doesn’t give them anything. I mean truly, what does a cigarette present you with that I don’t know about? Honestly I want a reason that makes up for reducing my lifespan. “Why do people smoke?” is a question that will continue to plague me however “Why they started?” has quite a few but the main ones would be either curiosity or depression.

OTHERS HURT AS MUCH:-

Details hurt too you know. The point is doing anything too much and keeping with it because you can’t stop is the clear definition of an addiction. Give or take, certain things you thought was too simple to hurt actually does. People addicted to eating junk food, or just is a glutton, it’s the same thing since eating too much of anything is bad. It’s kind of weird when you talk about it but true that love is also kind of an addiction that hurts a tonne. It’s also one of the main that leads to depression, then you start drinking or smoking or both and then everyone else is sad. Now I am pretty sure I don’t need to tell you a sad story about unrequited love to explain to you that it’s filled with lots of obsession which sometimes takes new and psychotic heights. Whether that’s wanting the person to be happy or craving the person for oneself, it’s a form of addiction.

A Repetition:-

It’s completely okay to keep wishing for something, wanting to have it and letting yourself run after every opportunity to see it as your own as long as you know how to be the boss of your own desire and not let it start making you it’s steed.

So kids, let it make you grow but don’t let it kill you.

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Too Complicated

I miss you. I don’t know why. You were just a passing perfume. You didn’t feel like it was meant to be. Even I, a travelling buyer never had the direct interest at first. It slowly came as I saw a specialty that was quite intriguing.

If that is how simple it was why do I crave only your fragrance? I tend to look at every other around me every day, gain and lose interests for them. Yet even while enjoying them it is you that I try to find. Comparison develops before I even think of it. You continue to be a chief basis.

“You think I am drunk?”

Well my heart is, I am completely sober.

I keep on moving forward every single day, my heart however wanders in all directions and then leads itself through the maze to you.

You keep being a light shining it’s light on me even in the darkness.

“Where are you?” I ask myself stopping in between the crowd.

“Where am I?”

I seem to have an insane addiction when thinking about you, going on and on and on. A brainless pleasure for piercing myself real smoothly.

I swear! Where in heavens do you get the indirect strength to haunt me and where do I intake the drug that keeps you inside me.

“What is it I wonder. I would having that from tomorrow if I knew”

You give me a confusion that transcends through oceans but that aims to reach you at some point without prediction.

“Why do you……well you know?” they ask me.

Others say I’m obsessed. Well let me clarify right now.

“I’m complicated.”

Perhaps it was your slender figure, your warmth perhaps too depth defying or maybe it was your straight hair. Perhaps it tickled more than just my nose, sent a part of you deep inside while it was at it.

Or or or I know it must have been your face, too sweet for comfort. Must have been those eyes too. I am so casting a contradicting curse on the person that made you right now.

Look at me, flirting on a piece of paper. Confusion at it’s best.

This is so complicated. I am so so complicated.

You are a well I want to escape but I wish for you to give me water at least thrice a week.

I need to fill the void. I need a new fragrance. I yearn for one every minute.

“But I so wish you were the new one.”

“Again!”

“Why?” Even I ask myself. “WHY?? Tell me!”

(A drop)

“Even I’m trying to understand” said the heart.