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Poem–Emotional Apocalypse

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Addiction, an emotionless substance,
entered to the Conscious involuntary,
gazed the clear blue skies and
discovered a pleasing array of aromas
It savored the clean taste of the air
listens to soft harmonies.
Caressed by the cool, moist air
accidentally destroyed self-esteem, self-respect and personality
saw changes that could be made
and decided to permanently stay

As Addiction grew, it dominated.
Inhabiting Emotions confront Addiction
There’s Love, she hated Addition.
Happiness cries as he cursed Addiction.
Serene looked at Addiction with her crossed-eyes.
Joy complained she always aching.
Hope sweared she’s going to slit her wrist
These emotions combined to be Tranquil
In an attempt to rid Addiction
Because they grew steadily weaker
And blamed Addiction for the missing
self-esteem, self-respect and personality

Next there’s Hatred, he loved Addiction
Sadness smiled as she embraced Addiction
Anger felt calm in his life
Pain raised his hands and praised Addiction
Desperation saw a bright future in his life
These emotions combined to be Fury
which grew depended on Addiction
Seemingly grower stronger
thanking Addiction for ridding
self-esteem, self-respect and personality.

Tranquil and Fury engaged in peace-talk
as war plans were devised as the Emotions negotiate.
The skies turned gray
creating of weapons create toxins
and unavoidable acid favor
Cries of worries and pride rang
Air turned chilly and misty.
Yet neither side could work out a peace solution.

At nightfall Tranquil and Fury gather allies
Addiction hid.
Tranquil mounted against Fury.
Emotions became armed warriors
armed with weapons.
Engaging in war.
Weapons project, populating skies.
Moans rang and
warriors become carcasses
until battlefield became a silent graveyard

As hot wind blew,
Addiction came out of hiding.
It looked at lightning crashed across the cloudy reddish skies.
Weapons and carcasses lied in bloody rubble
with a smoky burning smell.
The air has an acid favor
echoes of moans and crackling electricity quickly become mute

Addiction wonders through bloody rubble.
Love was the first found, crashed by rocks.
Hatred was crucified on tree in the far.
Serene was beheaded.
Anger was burned to a crisp.
Pain lied with bullet wound in bloodbath.
Joy was electrocuted.
Happiness was lynched.
Sadness had suffocated.
Desperation was pinned to the ground
Scraps of Hope covered ground in the right.
Gory remains of emotions shattered the environment.

In the far, self-esteem body rotted.
There’s no evidence of self-respect.
Personality decayed.

Addiction shrugged its shoulders
saying, “Oh well.”
Addiction looked at the sky
fading to black,
The smell of dead bodies strengthened
Addiction grew dizzy and fell to the ground.

Dead silence rung
as weather turned frozen.

 


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