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Research Paper On The Beauty Of V

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When my eyes roll open it immediately surges through my being. The insatiable desire to attain any morsel of V. My body groans, feelings as though it has been thrashed by wild animals. My mind fights to start-up and function. The sensation feels as if my mind is just moving through molasses. The impeding feeling washes over me, as if my heart has been repeatedly broken thousands of times over. So, I soldier on to procure my day’s first taste of V. I acquire the first taste of it at the wee hours of early morning the mere taste allows my body to untighten. Immediately my mind feels an immense clarity surge through it. The relief setting my heart back at ease. These feelings though, incredible, are fleeting as V clears from my system. …show more content…

Suddenly my heart feels as light as a feather as the V touches it. The high is so vigorous it burns in my core, my soul even; it shakes the quintessential essence of my being. Then it begins to subside, the feeling slip from me no matter how tightly I grasp for it. Thus, my mind becomes muddled as the V leaves my system leaving me desolated. Consequently, I feel my body tense coupled with my veins depleting and push the V out. Soon the drop comes after every extravagant high. An unrelenting degrading feeling of shame, given that I let something have an unyielding control over me. I’m captivated on staring at my ceiling arms lying limply around my body pulsing with desire for another taste of V. The only thought in my mind is why did it leave, and why would I let this happen every single day. Consequently, my mind fights the incoming fog that entraps my brain. Suddenly I try to fight the intense muscle spasm, and physical pain that sweeps over me, and engulfs me completely. Still staring at the ceiling, the last part of the withdrawal happens; as a result, my heart gives out. An unshakable impending feeling over me of shame mixed with loneliness, and disgust. Suddenly the trembles come over me as I just lay there waiting for the pain to subside. It never subsides, but eventually I become weak enough to let sleep drag me away. Plagued constantly my dreams are by thoughts of the magical V. Frequently the fear of never being able to obtain any morsel of V, or the V isn't

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